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Off The Air
It's too late for what you want
She's not there, she's off the air
Blurry memories
Recognize what they can't see
And it's the dirty taste of diesel
Red eye flight red eye people
There without me
She's there without me
The voice of the world
Will always lead you home (and you know)
The floodgates await the rivers early thaw
Lying on the floor vacant stare, unaware
Spoken guns were drawn
Reminding her she's on her own
And the turbulent conversation
Her departure, the revalation
Of how it should be
It's how it should be
The voice of the world will always lead you home (and you know)
The floodgates await the rivers early thaw
Missed your cue and never got the part
(Not your fault)
Oceans away and centuries lost and gone
She's scarred but even smarter
The sky is clear enough for takeoff
She's the forest for trees
Undefined by the memory
Of what she used to be
A new moon tide on an open sea
She set herself free
She set herself free
The voice of the world will always lead you home (and you know)
The floodgates await the rivers early thaw
Missed your cue and never got the part
(Not your fault)
Oceans away and centuries lost and gone
The voice of the world will always lead you home (and you know)
The floodgates await the rivers early thaw
Missed your cue and never got the part
(Not your fault)
Oceans away and centuries lost and gone
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Oceans away and centuries lost and gone
(Not your fault)
Missed your cue and never got the part
The floodgates await the rivers early thaw
The voice of the world will always lead you home (and you know)
Oceans away and centuries lost and gone
(Not your fault)
Missed your cue and never got the part
The floodgates await the rivers early thaw
The voice of the world will always lead you home (and you know)
She set herself free
She set herself free
A new moon tide on an open sea
Of what she used to be
Undefined by the memory
She's the forest for trees
The sky is clear enough for takeoff
She's scarred but even smarter
Oceans away and centuries lost and gone
(Not your fault)
Missed your cue and never got the part
The floodgates await the rivers early thaw
The voice of the world will always lead you home (and you know)
It's how it should be
Of how it should be
Her departure, the revalation
And the turbulent conversation
Reminding her she's on her own
Spoken guns were drawn
Lying on the floor vacant stare, unaware
The floodgates await the rivers early thaw
Will always lead you home (and you know)
The voice of the world
She's there without me
There without me
Red eye flight red eye people
And it's the dirty taste of diesel
Recognize what they can't see
Blurry memories
She's not there, she's off the air
It's too late for what you want
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