And it came such a long way
Just to hide in plain sight
Time we have all wrong, running scared
Or good running with the kite
When did this place become a ghost town?
No rhyme or reason to remain
Even magic ways are tumbling down
And we're standing in the shadows
Again
And again
Again
And again
And there is hardly any flying car
Far away
Cloud chasers won't find the way
Through all the misery and pride
I got a plan, I saw it coming
I put away my name
Only taking you along, my dear
So we can run away
Again
And again
Again
And again
Again
And again
Again
And again
Again
And again
Again
And again
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