If you¡¯re lost in the caverns
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If you¡¯re waiting for a sign
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Come sit beside yourself write songs to pass the time
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And it gets cold in the caverns shining diamond of the rough
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Just remember not all those who wonder are lost
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Sometimes I like the night sometimes I don¡¯t want it to come
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Sometimes the sun goes down and I feel like I¡¯ve just begun
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Well I¡¯ll look at the moon and through its mirror feel the sun
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It reminds me it is there it is feeding everyone
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When you¡¯re nose burns from cold air
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And you¡¯re eyes are all bright
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Your head will feel so empty full of blood and bones and light
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When you¡¯re out of the caverns when you¡¯re out of the rough
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When you¡¯re there in the weather and it feels like enough
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Diamond In The Rough
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Lisa Mitchell |