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Four Rivers Lyrics

Close to sleeping in
To find the answears of the dream Iv'e chased
It's a mystery to me
Of all the things I cannot change
Of all the things I can create
It's a fog now
Im losing grip
For what is memories
If they aint what you want them to be?
Is something ever what you want it to be?
Sometimes we get lost
Sometimes our lighthouse won't shine
Sometimes we have to say goodbye

"It's like those lights in the sky
They all look the same from here
but it dosn't make them any less pretty"
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