You gotta flow, like a river
Heading the same way forever
I
Give me just a minute to think out loud
If you
Is this the way I wanna live
Trying hard not to
Look at me standing here
Waiting for the train that
September '85 I was 47 inches high
mom said by Christmas
Crush me
You gotta take this ego off me
You gotta it
Out of the dark sky
Out of the solitary blue
Out of
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