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Up There
04:27
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Wash off your halo
The sun is coming round
It must have missed your eyes
So close to the ground
Wash off that halo
You ought to feel so new
Take off your rusted crown
Did you forget how blue
It was up there
When we had nothing to lose
All our big ideas
Wish they knew where we flew
How we glistened in the morning
Like we were born just then
Throwing orange peels over fences
lend some sweetness to the wind
Up there
High as branches can climb
In the corner of your eye
Something’s gotta shine
Up there
When you crawl out of the vine
In the corner of your eye
Something's gonna shine
Wash off your halo
The sun is coming round
It must have missed your eyes
So close to the ground
Now we're swimming in the gardens
Like we were born again
Throwing orange peels over fences
Like tearing off our skin
Up there
High as branches can climb
In the corner of your eye
Something’s gotta shine
Up there
When you crawl out of the vine
In the corner of your eye
Something's gonna shine
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Isn't It Mad
03:39
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sn’t it mad how we watch the rain with
All this dirt on our shoes
And isn’t it strange the very second
You start to run I will too
Isn’t it mad we
cant always see things through
But no one ought to be found
with weight they could lay down
So I will try to see
In the dawn the leaves are turning
And every piece of ground
Is a lovely place to be
Isn’t it mad how we love the movies
Like we have some time to lose
Isn’t it strange how our little ideas
Would never seem as true
But no one caught that sun
Forget we need to be spun
So I hope you always know
how the rivers, they are shining
And down every stream
There’s a place to rest your feet
and the light will keep on rolling
around every bend
and do its best for me
Isn't it mad dear
Isn’t it mad
Isn't it mad all we have is hard to see
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