I think the sky is gonna clear
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Because the hills turn green as summer nears
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But a lightening storm, a lightening storm
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Can even happen when the air is warm
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And I can hear that nothing calling out to me
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I can feel that nothing reaching out for me
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It's all so new, it's all so new
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But my boots seem to know what to do
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I know it's strange, it's very strange
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It feels like something's been per-arranged
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And yet I hear that that nothing calling out to me
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I can feel that nothing reaching out to me
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Kasper, I love your mother
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I can see her in your eyes
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And I owe you what I owe her
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Or it'll burn me up inside
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Kasper, I'm a man now
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Though sometimes I feel like a kid
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At least I don't feel like nothing
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The way that I once did
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Looking down the avenues
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But every little bend is out of view
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Hold my breath and count to ten
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See if I can ever take another again
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I can hear that nothing calling out to me
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I can feel that nothing reaching out for me
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Kasper, I love your mother
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I can see her in your eyes
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And I owe you what I owe her
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Or it'll burn me up inside
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Kasper, I'm a man now
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Though sometimes I feel like a kid
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At least that I don't feel like nothing
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The way that I once did
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Kasper, I love your mother
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I can see her in your eyes
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And I owe you what I owe her
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Or it'll burn me up inside
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Kasper, I'm a man now
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Though sometimes I feel like a kid
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At least that I don't feel like nothing
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The way that I once did
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Is that a light
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Is that a light
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Coming through
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The gray and white?
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Is that a light
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Is that a light
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Coming through
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The gray and white?
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Is that a light
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Is that a light
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Coming through
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The gray and white?
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Kasper
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Sea Wolf |