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We all hitchhike on this roadA traveler's soul wanting to come in from the coldIt's so cold
We run this map like a band of thievesWe take all we want, never what we needWhat do we need?
Ashes ashes we all fall downAmazing grace how sweet the soundDust to dust, blow on these dry bonesPick me up, carry me home
You have searched every broken roadLonging to restore the travelers soul to yourMake me whole
Cuz I've about slipped to the end of this ropeFeeling insecure, feeling like a jokeLike a joke, that's not funny
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