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Man, it seems somehow,
The panic's got a pull on our souls now,
We're running from the things that we live without
Cos we like the ways that they are.

Sometimes it feels like we had nothing to lose or to gain
Until we found we could believe in some kind of halcyon day,
Like we'd be 27 living in New York,
Getting coffee on our way back home.

So if you see things when your eyes are closed,
You've gotta put them in a bag with your summer clothes,
You've gotta pack them on the bus at the end of the road,
Because we're headed for the places where the airplane goes.
You know there's nothing in your heart that you cannot hold,
So don't be afraid if you're beginning to change –
You know there ain't no other way,
There ain't no other way.

My love grew up one day,
She let go of her helium balloon, they say,
She lost it down where the older kids play,
She lost it and I guess that she feels like it's gone.

You wanna see her when she wakes as the sun hits the sky,
She's gotta know that she believes
It still could be that easy to fly,
And she'll be 27 living in New York,
If she's anything else at all.

(Repeat CH)

May we be forgiven,
This has not been life we have been living,
But it has been our lives that have been happening.

May we see beyond the storm. (x2)

It seems that you and I have been misborn. (x2)



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