It's twenty below
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That I don't feel the cold, anymore.
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Though the elements conspire,
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To drain me of desire, I move on.
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So I have spent so long searching,
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Didn't know what I was looking for.
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Don't know where I've been,
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Much less to where I'm heading.
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Led by the impulse that's embedded in my flesh
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I have spent so long searching,
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Didn't know what I was looking for.
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So in love with the horizon that I,
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Didn't see night fall
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Every ragged breath I feel a little more at peace inside,
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(don't let anybody tell you otherwise)
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Though the weather rages
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No, I never hide
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(It's only in the journey that we're really alive)
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I have spent so long searching,
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Didn't know what I was looking for.
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So in love with the horizon that I,
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Didn't see night fall
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So the weather rages
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(No I'll never hide)
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Only in the journey are we really alive
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Elements
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| Young Guns |
