The open road for traveler's souls
They once were lost
But now they're gone
A long, long time ago
But now they're old
A neighbor's love
So fit the mold
They once were young
It's not yet time to go And it's the way that we will forgive ourselves
And it's the way that we will for no one else
And it's the way that we will put pressure on our bones
That we never leave alone
Amen Maybe it's time to grab the past
The system has changed from far to planes
To keep our lives afloat
And make it last all through the year
I hate to fly alone
I once was wild
But now I'm tame And lately it's a song
And so maybe I am wrong for now.
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