you see it coming in the distance.
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you don't know what to do.
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if you let it pass by
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your dream maybe through.
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i say grab it while you can
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hold tight, with both hands.
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you are shaken on the winding road
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as your face hits the ground.
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stopping here is all you can think
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as it echos all around.
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jump back on your feet again
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climb high on that beast until you win.
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you see it in the distance
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you see it fading fast.
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that dream is now a memory
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a figment of the past.
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could you have been the best?
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no one knows cause you stayed behind with the rest of us
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on the ground.
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staring at the sky
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wishing one more chance would pass us by
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... as for the rest of us on the ground -
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we'll grab that beast climb high,
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but until that day its the rest of us
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on the ground.
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staring at the sky
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wishing one more chance would pass us by
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the rest of us, on the ground
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On the Ground
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Caroline's Spine |