Is opening a window one way out? No I should stay
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I have climbed these stairs one thousand times but yet
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I slide straight beack down to find
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Feelings are falling free, imaginations dance
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push it to the ilmit, keep reminding
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Holding on to all I have as is seems to fall
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jus tilke sand falls through the hourglass
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And in the dark, when no one is around
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I sit and stafre at the silhouettes of me
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and I say, my oh my, what a journey
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we have come along this far
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can there be a better place for me to see?
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Is opening a window one way out? No I should stay
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I have climbed these stairs one thousand times but yet
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I slide straight beack down to find
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With questions comes a choice to bring
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a path to better things,
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though a love induces sleep of reason
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But there's still a building voice of this inner man
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that can hardly be hid by these eyes
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And in the dark, when no one is around
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I sit and stafre at the silhouettes of me
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and I say, my oh my, what a journey
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we have come along this far
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can there be a better place for me to see?
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Skyline Silhouettes
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Element 101 |