It's the way I see it, and oh what a point of view
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It's the line that calms us all, like a bell on fire
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It's the line that calms us all, and how we love the call
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Aim the sound at me
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The small wall, the long haul up
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Where candor always leads the conversation
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The center of cities, it is divided
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But it has no imperfection
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It's the wall that holds us there
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I'm thinking I can fly now
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It's the wall that holds us there
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As the city draws us down
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I hear Mexico
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Above all, are we out for contact?
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Oh, can't I
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And I could be an anchor
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Drop me in the bay and watch me hold you steady
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It's the way I see it and oh what a point of view
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And I could be an anchor
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Drop me in the bay and watch me hold you steady
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Hold you
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It's the way I see it
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Drop And Anchor
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Mates Of State |