It was a plane ride from LAX to O'Hare,
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and what happened next was a series of unfortunate events.
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(Please stay tuned for what happened next...)
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The life I breathe for you gives to me new wounds
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Well to patch and dress as I reflect on what else I could give you.
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Maybe I should blindly throw my faith
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into the next thing that comes my way
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Standing at the back door with the life that she left behind.
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Are we all the same behind the frame
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Beneath the glass and fake last names?
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I've been waiting far too long to feel the sun on my back.
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It was a big bang
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and a bright white light from no where.
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It turned my coach class window to
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A first class seat on the evening news, on NBC.
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The life I gave for you is yours
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So keep it, you oughtta keep it.
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If I had one last chance to take it all back
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You know I'd take take take you.
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Maybe I should blindly throw my faith
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Into the next thing that comes my way.
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Standing at the back door with the life that she left behind.
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Are we all the same behind the frame
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between the glass and fake last names?
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I've been waiting far too long to feel the sun on my back.
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"Apologies are all we'll ever be," she said.
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Standing on the stairs
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Looking back, looking hard at me.
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"Well, life is long for those who have to wait," I said.
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The choice I had to make.
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The choice I had to make.
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The choice I had to...
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(Make)
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It was a plane ride. (plane ride)
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It was a plane ride. (plane ride)
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It was a plane ride.
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Just a plane...
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Maybe I should blindly throw my faith
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Into the next thing that comes my way.
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Standing at the back door with the life that I'd left behind.
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If we know the way we're gonna die
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Through everything else we will survive.
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I've been waiting far too long to feel the sun on my back-
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Yeah
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But one day,
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I will stay.
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LAX To O'Hare
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The Academy Is... |