Another brilliant morning sky,
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And that's the last excuse I'll use
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to let the world pass me by.
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And I'll step back from the edge,
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and find a way
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to find myself
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I'll step off of this ledge and see.
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Another brilliant morning sky
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and that's the last excuse I'll use
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to let the world pass me by
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And now it seems shallow
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to think this narrow
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I'm not gonna live out a lie
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I was a fool
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And outside they're made to play that game
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by someone else's rules
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Am I going crazy? (Am I going crazy?)
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Has something changed me? (Has Something changed me?)
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I haven't felt like this since Sunday School
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Now I'll step back from the edge
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and find a way to find myself
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I'll step off of this ledge and see
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Then I can see everything...
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And I can step off of ledge and see
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Now this tunnel seems so bright
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and the darkness opens doors I can't see in the light
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And I step back from the edge
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And I've found a way to find myself
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I'll step back from the edge
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And Now I don't need no one else
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I'll step off of this ledge
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And See
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And See
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Ohh Ohh Ohh
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Another brilliant morning sky
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And that's last excuse I'll use
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to let the world pass me by
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Last Excuse
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SR-71 |