Headlong into the sound
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We listen closely to find our calling
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Each new day urges us to find a way to seperate
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Don't let your vagabond shoes carry you too far away
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The road is unending, our paths with converge again
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I hope this letter I'm sending finds you well
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It's been said that the pen is mightier than the sword
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Enclosed is my weapon of choice
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So beware of the miles that lie between
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Sincerely From,
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Jersey
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How have you been? It's been so long
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Hope your daily grind's not too much to bear
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So here we are, who would've thought it?
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It's like I'm millions of miles away from you
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The road is unending, our paths will converge again
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I hope this letter I'm sending finds you well
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Recounting faded memories
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Gives you the foreground in my mind
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When I was out there reaching for my dreams
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I kept you with me all the time
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You were with me all the time
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Weapon Of Choice
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| Tokyo Rose |
