Taken from the deep,
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from the corners of our hollow memories bringing us to who we are.
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Coming endlessly, we are lost in imagery.
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You¡¯re teaching us to see all the places left behind.
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We¡¯re taking our time with this while you¡¯re calling to sort out our weaknesses.
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We¡¯re putting our lives in this, falling over ourselves till it all makes sense.
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Can you see our thoughts?
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Do you turn your head again?
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We¡¯re so alone and lost, reaching for our innocence.
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Have we always been going out or coming in?
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Will we see this end?
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Will you remember everyone?
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We were so far gone from the place where we belong,
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but now we¡¯re going strong.
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Don¡¯t you know we¡¯ve had this all along?
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For Miles To Come
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Deas Vail |