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I remember when, when |
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I first moved here |
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A long time ago ' |
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Cause I'd heard some song |
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I used to hear back then |
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A long time ago |
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I remember when, even further back |
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In another town ' |
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Cause I saw something written |
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I used to say back then |
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Hard to comprehend |
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And the question is, was |
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I more alive then than |
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I am now? |
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I happily have to disagree |
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I laugh more often now, |
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I cry more often now |
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I am more me |
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But of course some days |
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I just lie around |
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And hardly exist |
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And can't tell apart what |
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I'm eating |
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From my hand or my wrist ' |
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Cause flesh is flesh, flesh as flesh as flesh |
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The difference is thin |
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But life has a certain ability of breathing new life into me |
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So I breathe it in |
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It says here we are and we all are here |
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And you still can make sense |
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If you just show up and present an honest face |
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Instead of that grin |
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And the question is, was |
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I more alive then than |
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I am now? |
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I happily have to disagree |
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I laugh more often now, |
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I cry more often now |
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I am more me |
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And the other day, this new friend of mine |
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Said something to me "Just because something starts differently Doesn't mean it's worth less" |
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And I soaked it in, how |
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I soaked it in |
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How I soaked it in |
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And just as to prove how right he was |
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Then you came |
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So I'm gonna give, yes |
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I'm gonna give |
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I'm gonna give you a try |
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So I'm gonna give, yes |
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I'm gonna give |
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I'm gonna give you a try |
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And the question is, was |
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I more alive then than |
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I am now? |
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I happily have to disagree |
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I laugh more often now, |
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I cry more often now |
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I am more me |
