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The Little Hands of Asphalt
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We went silent for a minute as our bags
dissappeared into that hole with their ribbons and their nametags
Right then I knew I wanted so much more
Than a mouth full of tricks, and a house with a low front door
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Well' I was only 17 at the time, but I wrote down those words
and kept them as a life line
And my memory is stubborn as a child
Pulling at my pant leg staring up with questioning eyes
But I thought we had a deal
That we don't feel this again if it's the last thing we feel
Just wanted to belong to something real
One last time, knot on the line
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So now I think about you day and night
You're the skyline in the rearview and the hope in the headlights
But while you claimed that I was just floating through my days
I was sitting on the shoulder of time, repeating a phrase
Which seemed ideal, yet I couldn't help the urge to put a spinning on the wheel
Just wanted to belong to something real
One last time, knot on the line
Not made forwards, we could move forwards
I just want to change my mind
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The brave storms of our youth I'd just end
You were sleeping on my shoulder while the plane descended
And I thought about the leaves and the trees
How everything grows, but then devours efficiently
But all that pass, as it tumble and we grab for our oxygen masks
I started screaming out your name
Something I always find myself trying when I dream of dying
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