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These white lines hold the hopes of my heart
All the roads lead somewhere but mine continue on in questions marks
Right outside my window the cars are passing by
Destinations plotted, they're all wanted somewhere
But I'm wandering under these orange lights
Under the stories of this world we are sentences striving to be books amongst volumes
Late nights in these parking lots under these street lights we're dreaming of tomorrow
I'm singing to you
Can you hear me now?
I took a ride down some familiar roads tonight
And thought about how all the times have changed
The stars were ours my friend
We built the skies they rest in
Slow and grinding
I never thought that these times would change
I swear that someday I'll finish these dreams we started together
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