As soon as I tie my shoe laces
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I hold your hand tightly
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Little by little the scenery changes
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What sorts of things do you want to find?
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What sorts of things do you want to see?
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I can carry that curiosity
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If I stuff it in my bag
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Even just a bit more than the me yesterday
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From the step I advanced with
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The wind changes direction
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From inside the centers of scattered marbles
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Until I find the color I like
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Until someday when I can meet the color that suits me
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The days are all a little repetitive
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On days like that I feel
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Giving my inner self a bit of a reform
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I'll rearrange the room to let some light in
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What is there to do now?
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What do you want to do?
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To walk with more self confidence
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Inside of a marble that popped and flew
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I'm melting in the colors of a dream
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Slowly my reflection changes
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Someday it'll become my color
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What sorts of things do you want to find?
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What sorts of things do you want to see?
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I can carry that curiosity
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If I stuff it in my bag
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To walk with more self confidence
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Inside of a marble that popped and flew
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I'm melting in the colors of a dream
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Slowly my reflection changes
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Someday it'll become my color
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