I'm looking for a sign that I can't see
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The good the bad is somewhere in between
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These warning signs, and the servant grinds, me down
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The kids are building fires by their homes
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The smoke is sending signals out in code
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These safety suits, these parachutes
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I don't know
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Gotta stop, drop, roll
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When all these walls come down
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They'll shake us
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We fight not to be, not to be weightless
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Oh when all these stars hit ground
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They'll wake us
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We fight not to be, not to be weightless
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I'm choking on the words that I cant say
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My lungs are full but everythings misplaced
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And these junkyard dogs, these cherry bombs, go off
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The sun, the sky, the moon will fall apart
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Come tumbling down just like a house of cards
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These fire escapes, and this lush landscape, it fades
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When all these walls come down
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They'll shake us
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We fight not to be, not to be weightless
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Oh when all these stars hit ground
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They'll wake us
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We fight not to be, not to be weightless
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Weightless
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I can feel this heavyweight hanging around my neck
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I can feel your heartbeat bringing me back
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Back again
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When all these walls come down
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They'll shake us
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We fight not to be, not to be weightless
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Oh when all these stars hit ground
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They'll wake us
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We fight not to be, not to be weightless
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Weightless
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Weightless
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Heavyweight
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| Our Lady Peace |
