We?e going down a straight curve, all along the while.
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And people have you heard, all about the child.
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Up above God asked you, won? you hold it down
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Feeling out way through, digging up the sound.
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And the blanket of hope surrounds us, feeding our every thought.
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Covering us from all the bad luck, want to never be caught.
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Chorus
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We can see the lightening now, blinding our eyes somehow.
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We will do as we?e told, standing by out very souls.
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Wishing only what should not be, won? somebody answer me
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Out of sight, not out of time, soon we?e running out of time.
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We?e going down a straight curve, thing never look the same.
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Life seems so absurd, ain? it time for a change.
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The old ones for the new kind, you can? leave the home.
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It? gonna get worse with time, but you?e no longer alone.
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And if the ball rolls off sand hill road, someone? there to see it down
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"This cup? half full" is the way we chose, The only way around.
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We?e going down a straight curve, Trying not to lose out minds.
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Holding on at every turn, never keeping between the lines.
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Virginia? always home to us, feeding out heads with hope.
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We don? think about it much, cause we know we?l always know
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If the time runs out on our show somehow, you?l be there to turn it back
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So check your coat; you?l be here for now, realizing what we have.
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Straight Curve
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| Pat McGee |
