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[Verse 1]
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Morning breeze comes blowing in as pressure starts to fade
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Me I wake up early now, I know it's a cliche
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Oh but you'll never find me sleeping at the end of any day
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It's far too much to find my primed imagination
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It wonders through the  night despite my petty protestation
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But you'll never know I won't disclose the worried state I'm in
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I do so value my composure it's unclear where to begin
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Between the headlines read and endless dread or anxious moments when
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I just interpret with the best faith that I can
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But uncertainty unwelcome always comes to foil my carefulest laid plans

[Chorus]
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There are things we didn't ever used to talk about
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The excitement in the evening just before the stars came out
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Like the rustling in the shadows in the park
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Like how we wandered off alone to find what we feel in the dark
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Like how it doesn't just get easy 'cause you start

[Verse 2]
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With your head laid on the shoulder of some boy you barely knew
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Your unsleeping mind meandered through the things you did and didn't do
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And certain in the morning you'd remember it was true
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And on the wings of it you flew into the next town
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For the next few days you smiled and said you're glad you came around
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Oh but the blowback's never easy when you're not sure what it means
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The flipside of euphoria is still this mess it seems
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And when you found a path less traveled doubt just climbed inside your dream
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There's always something saying you're not obeying
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Some central laid out principles of being

[Bridge]
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I wanna say we are a people ever aching from self doubt
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Not that it's so unique, it's just a thing to think about
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I mean our parents model virtues of the workplace of the house
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But not the night wind, not the road and not the family we find out in the cold
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Not to be tender-hearted sending art via youthfulness when old

[Verse 3]
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And you wondered what it meant to be politically queer
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So when I'm lost within my longing is it politics I hear?
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Oh but the way you felt so strong among the ones you held so dear
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It wasn't home, it's someplace that you could believe in
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Now the rents are rising and your closest friends are leaving

[Chorus]
         A                  Am         E
Oh but there are things we didn't ever used to talk about
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Like how pretenses at purity just drenched us in self doubt
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Like how we arrive imperfect as we are
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Like how the night wind felt more changeable than cold and distant stars
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Like how sometimes it just all still seems so far