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It's just one more day out of my life |
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Gone for good, gone for good |
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I keep turning over in my mind |
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Did I get it right, right this time? |
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Worry's only ever in your mind |
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In mine all the time |
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What I'd give to be a bird in flight |
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Rapid climb, natural line |
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Plain as day, choices made |
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Why can't I let go? I'll always wonder |
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All this surrounds me. Why do I hunger? |
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I am a river, forever changing |
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Struggle is perfect. All that is here is for good |
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What has happened to the days when I |
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Would wake and smile like a child? |
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Every day a precious open book |
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Yet another chance I always took |
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But as I watch my complications rise |
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I realize, I decide |
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Simple slow and easy is the flow |
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That moves with grace, this I know |
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Choices made, plain as day |
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Why can't I let go? I'll always wonder |
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All this surrounds me. Why do I hunger? |
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I am a river, forever changing |
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Struggle is perfect, all that is here is for good |
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Now as I let go I sit in wonder |
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If all this surrounds me, I question my hunger |
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I am a river, forever changing so |
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Struggle is perfect and all that is here is for good |
