Looking up at the sky for a bit, I was good with those ordinary days
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Or turning my back on it each time and mumbling
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Then where should I go? As you make that face
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In the dark shadows of the alley, the hands of the clock
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Paint over the hours they spent stopped
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Reaching out with both hands, a puzzle making no progress
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It gets left behind until us two meet by chance
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Something's gone missing; we need to get back that final piece
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Sometimes I forget the memories of faraway days
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Stacked up high in a corner of my heart
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All nostalgic scenery and familiar phrases, just like that
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Perplexed, my eyes cast downward
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Please stop standing still and come chase me
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Exchanging words that can't find form, but
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My irritated feelings speak for me
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Squaring my shoulders with the pouring rain like this
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The direction of the wind, it's something you just know -- it's a new beginning
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Reaching out with both hands, a puzzle making no progress
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It gets left behind until us two meet by chance
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Something's gone missing; we need to get back that final piece
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In order to walk forward
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