Stories from southern explorers tell of vastly open sky All I see is sweat and concrete, I avert my eyes They put scaffolding, warning signs and things we used to climb Fences around fences and told us to say inside We enter city nights wide eyed Like lambs to the slaughter And around every corner someone's son's putting hands on Someone else's daughter And the fisherman catch chemicals Their boats fill up on rain We fill up on things we can't explain And we laugh, as we trickle down the drain As we trickle down And I grew up not far from here but now nothing's the same Curiosity is killing me as my nine lives turn to eight We have nothing we have love, we share each other's pain And I've got plans for you and me, our lives are gonna change And my fathers a hero so I follow in his path Just by endless words of wisdom Sometimes *i never see how long* When I was young wanted to destroy everything I made Now I'm old, I'm jaded but at least I'm not the same And every inch of me is always itching unless I'm on a stage. *And I abuse the path I admit it* with the plans that I have made, *defy its temp tuition* and my debts will get payed And we live *Breathe once to me* Now I smiling when I wake. For the first time in my life I'm smiling when I wake and All I ever needed was something I can hold in my hands All I ever needed was something I can hold in my hands All I ever needed was something I can hold in my hands All I ever needed was something I can hold in my hands All I ever needed was something I can hold in my hands All I ever needed was something I can hold in my hands And here it is All I ever needed was better timing and plans All I ever needed was someone like you And all my life I known this is exactly what I should do Not just sit in my own skin And I've never been as happy as here. As happy as here All I ever needed was something I can hold in my hands All I ever needed was something I can hold in my hands yeah All I ever needed was something I can hold in my hands All I ever needed was something I can hold in my hands All I ever needed was something I can hold in my hands All I ever needed was something I can hold in my hands And here it is

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