I am 53 steps from my apartment
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I have memorized the cracks that age the road
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I couldn't quite grasp what my heart meant
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But I think that it was telling me to go
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Now I'm going up, down spinning round
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Trying to communicate
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But these words aren't quite what I'm trying to say
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I'm coming close, close, close
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I feel it in my toes, toes, toes
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There's a light that shines when I'm on the road
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There's a brand new sky that I need to go
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I'm reading signs, signs, signs
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And I'm, I'm, I'm seeing patterns in the snow
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As the road leads me into the great unknown
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17 blocks from the station
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And 48 stops from the coast
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I could jump with all my clothes on in the ocean
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And let the water rock me in her throws
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And go up, down spin round leave it up to fate
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Like some sailor finding comfort in the waves
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I'm coming close, close, close
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I feel it in my toes, toes, toes
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There's a light that shines when I'm on the road
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There's a brand new sky where I need to go
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I'm reading signs, signs, signs
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And I'm, I'm, I'm seeing patterns in the snow
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As I walk into the great unknown
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I feel it in my toes, I know I'm coming close
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So I'll leave this old town with her saints and her ghosts
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I'm coming close, close, close
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The signs say I need to go
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There's a light that shines when I'm on the road
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There's a brand new sky where I need to go
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I'm reading signs, signs, signs
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And I'm, I'm, I'm seeing patterns in the snow
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As I walk into the great unknown
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As I walk into the great unknown
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As I walk into the great unknown
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53 Steps
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| Rachel Platten |
