Its 16 miles, to the promised land
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and I promise you, I'm doing the best I can
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now don't fool yourself
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in thinking you're more than a man
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cause you'll probably end up dead
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i visit these
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mountains with frequency
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and i stand here with my arms up
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now some days, they last longer than others
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but this day by the lake went too fast
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and if you want me
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you better speak up- i won't wait
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so you better, move fast
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don't fool yourself
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in thinking you're more than you are
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with your arms outstretched to me
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now its 16 miles to the promised land
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and i promise you i'm doing the best i can
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now some days, they last longer than others
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but this day by the lake went too fast
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and if you want me, you better speak up i won't wait
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so you better move fast
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and some days they last longer than others
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but this day by the lake went too fast
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and if you want me, you better speak up i wont wait
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so you better move fast
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With Arms Outstretched
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Rilo Kiley |