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You wanna be
Beneath the summer sky on summer's eve
Before too soon the day will come
Before too long you'll walk in the sun
Where the olive branches bend like fingertips
And pollen fills the air and bluevine honey drips
Just one breath away from being home
Deep in the avalanche of hope and disbelief
Even your good friends may surprise you when they leave
There are no leaders that could navigate these walls
No amount of sugar can satisfy it all
But you can trust them all but be sure you cut the cards
Stay wide awake and snake across the boulevard
Just one breath away from being
Home
You wanna be
Beneath the southern sky on summer's eve
Looking through these graves of wasted love
Washed on these river banks, spit out from the flood
It could feel like more than one thousand needle tips, all pointed up
Your punishment demands you stitch all your own cuts
Just one breath away from being home
You wanna be
Beneath the summer sky on summer's eve
Before too soon the day will come
Before too long you'll walk in the sun
Where the olive branches bend like fingertips
And pollen fills the air and bluevine honey drips
Just one breath away from being home
Deep in the avalanche of hope and disbelief
Even your good friends may surprise you when they leave
There are no leaders that could navigate these walls
No amount of sugar can satisfy it all
But you can trust them all but be sure you cut the cards
Stay wide awake and snake across the boulevard
Just one breath away from being
Home
You wanna be
Beneath the southern sky on summer's eve
Looking through these graves of wasted love
Washed on these river banks, spit out from the flood
It could feel like more than one thousand needle tips, all pointed up
Your punishment demands you stitch all your own cuts
Just one breath away from being home
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