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EBEB
BI can feel it building up G#minside
The Bimages that play inside my Emind
The Bdreams that I've been dreaming all my G#mlife
The Ecolors that live outside of the Blines
But Fdreams aren't all I hide beG#mneath this skin
The Bcord is cut, the fears and doubts beEgin
My Fhope is anchored on the other G#mside
With the Ecolors that live outside of the Blines
And the Foceans G#mroar
And the Ewheel's in Bspin
And the Fold Chorus G#msoars
Bring me Eback, bring me back to the beginning aBgain
With the Fcorrugated LA harbor sG#mtacks
With the Bweight of these machines across my Eback
I Fknow a mountain road where time unwG#minds
But I'm Ebusy living in a single-file Bline
And it Fall just sounds like poison on my G#mears
The Bbackground noise makes your voice so hard to Ehear
So I Fgrit my teeth and straighten up my G#mspine
I'm Estuck in traffic on a dotted yellow Bline
And my Fheart is G#myours
And Ewhat a broken place it's Bin
But Fyou're what I'm running G#mfor
And I Ewant to feel the wind at my back aBgain
Back to the beginning aEgain
Back to the beBginning aG#mgain
I wEant to feel the wind at my back aBgain
Back to the beginning aEgain
Back to the beginning aBgain
I Ewant to feel the wind at my back aBgain
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