Hey, if right now, I went to where you are,
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Then it's fine even if this voice disappears.
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The destination is not that far away, I'm already feeling like I'm lost,
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The broken compass that I was counting on, Hiding in someone's shadow.
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To gain something in my hands, is to let go of something,
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If that continues I'm sure we'll never grow up.
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The "ifs" are just "what ifs",
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If the voice can't come out then I won't be able to sing.
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If we're close the hints will take you, what lies beyond the path ahead,
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Only tempations will cloud us, even if we don't want to forget.
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While something becomes the shield, the justice and resolution and grief,
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Even if they shout, I'm sure they wouldn't reach you.
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To a fairytale if you were to cry you'll become lonely, so let's avoid the night,
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Not to the sky you yearned for but to the child who watched that sky.
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To gain something in my hands, is to let go of something,
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If that continues I'm sure we'll never grow up.
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The want to gain something in our hands, the tears that streakd and the lies,
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One day be it you or me, will we ever grow up.
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