Sometimes I think philosophy
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About the future and where I want to be
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Down the road from now I've got my dreams
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But they could all come crashing down
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And I think that several years from now
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I'll have decisions to make and I don't know how
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I'm going to make them but I'll try
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To make a difference before I die
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We all have dreams
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And in my heart
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I hope my are granted
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With a head start
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If I had my way I'd travel the world
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I'm be free without a care
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I guess I'll see you when I get there
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I see a man in shabby clothes
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A cardboard box is his only home
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I tend to wonder of his dreams
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Where did they go wrong, now on his knees
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He prays to a god that failed him
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It's getting dark, the candle dim
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And I leave him with no response
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I hope I'll never be this lost
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Getting There
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| Crowned King |
