I fell to the ground and I thought I heard a voice
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It was a light, said you're coming, coming back home
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Said you lived way too long in a body not your own
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So come home, 'cause the road is not a home
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And if I fall, you'll follow me
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Crawl on my knees through everything
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Say, look at the clock, but you're looking at me
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It's 11:11, we should be wishing
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But that's not for me, that's not for me
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I've done enough wishing for you and for me
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And look where it's got me...
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On the ground
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Light Voices Long Rides
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| I Can Make A Mess Like Nobody's Business |
