In a classroom somewhere alone
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Looking at the window scene
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Tune out the tutor in me
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Sun is going down through the line of trees
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I day dream
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And in my head I walk along
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All the paths we have been on
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There is a chance to bridge the line
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Between two points ruptured in time
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You lived your life like nothing else mattered
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And now you're torn, torn to tattered
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And I don't need any apology
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And you know I don't need any apology
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And it's a long walk away
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Oh, it's a long walk away
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Torn, tattered. torn...
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Certain things make me feel
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Like it was when we could steal
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The magic of moments real
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Revisit. remember. reunion. re-ember
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The white smell of burning leaves
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Walk along...
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You walk the path like Charlie Brown
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You're full of hope, but with your head down
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And you only have one eye to see
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The other's closed, and too scared to peak
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And silence of the heart can leave you shattered
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And now you're torn, torn to tattered
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And I don't need any apology
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And you know I don't need any apology
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And it's a long walk away
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Oh, it's a long walk away
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Torn, tattered. torn...
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Through the line of trees I dream
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of only good remembering
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I think of you. was it...
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Was it ever so bad my friend? And what was...
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What was ever so bad my friend?
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And in my head I walk along,
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All of the paths we should be on
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The sun is down, enjoyed the dream
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I'm full of hope, that you think of me
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I think of you and how much you mattered
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When I'm torn, torn to tattered
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And I don't need any apology
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And you know I don't need any apology
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And it's a long walk away
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Oh, it's a long walk away
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Torn, tattered. torn...
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Torn To Tattered
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| Carbon Leaf |
