It's been a while since we last touched bases,
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Ever since a€?State of the Art' rushed playlists,
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Been around the globe a couple of times,
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Sang in a thousand homes but none of them mine,
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Played a thousand shows under the lights,
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And walked on mountain roads touching the sky,
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Rocked foreign shores where I swore I had no name,
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That meant more than the awards and accolades,
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Like I can't believe we made our calling,
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We've barely stopped to breathe and take it all in,
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It's got a hold on me the day I fold and leave,
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It's gonna seem like I'm falling,
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And I buried two friends, lost touch with some others,
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Split with my girl, found love with another,
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For every road the world I know gets smaller,
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Came home to find my son had grown a head taller
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The Thirst (Part 1)
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| Hilltop Hoods |
