If I trust in the wind she will pave me a different road
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I will try and start over but I think I must choose someone else
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I am pulled from the pages where the letters lack the pigment of trust
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Must be on my way, I’ve got to get home
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Won’t be back someday, so let it unfold
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I’ve abandoned the outcome in search of the rest I deserve
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You can do what you will with my body but I won’t ring the bell
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I’ve omitted the chapters that bow and admit defeat
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Must be on my way, I’ve got to get home
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Won’t be back someday, so let it unfold
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I am a mountain
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Of cavernous people
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Searching for a lighthouse in the fog
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Of the flowers that grew from the cracks in the ground you paved
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Didn’t you think he would warn me through the thorns of my waking dreams
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When the riddles connected the dots of this constellation
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Must be on my way, I’ve got to get home
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Won’t be back someday, so let it unfold
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I am a mountain
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Of cavernous people
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Searching for a lighthouse in the fog
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I found a reason to leave you with this load
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All I can do is forgive your broken heart
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Trapped in this tower made of amber for too long
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All I can do is forgive your broken heart
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Empty Vessels Make The Loudest Sound
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| Mars Volta |
