No more will I play along,
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and no more will I tell myself,
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how it's gonna be from now on.
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'Cause I've been stalling in between,
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and I've been draggin' my feet,
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making bets that this isn't happening.
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And I sleepwalk around, two feet off the ground,
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while the real world is trying to reach me.
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And when the rain comes down, I see it all now.
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Standing on the great divide,
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of some collision between, ordinary and imaginary lives.
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And this could be your lucky day,
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'cause if tomorrow ever comes,
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you'll be looking, looking the other way.
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And you sleepwalk around, two feet off the ground,
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while the real world is trying to reach you.
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With stories that you, already knew.
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It pulls you, and, pushes you.
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And you sleepwalk around, two feet off the ground,
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while the real world is trying to reach you.
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And when the rain comes down, you find yourself now.
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Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere.
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Song For A Sleepwalker
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| Something For Kate |
