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And now I know the only compass that I need |
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is the one that leads back to you. |
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And I know the only compass that I need, |
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oh is the one that leads back to you. |
| [00:42.443] |
And the burning blisters on my feet will call |
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To hold me as I'm close to fall |
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Away from the home of your arms， |
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I stay off radar and into harms way. |
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Now I know the only compass that I need, |
| [01:12.595] |
oh is the one that leads back to you. |
| [01:57.742] |
yea, coffee wakes the hand again， |
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Coaxing letters from the pen， |
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But words just sit like empty scribbles |
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Such empty caffeinated riddles |
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Now I know the only compass that I need |
| [02:34.982] |
is the one that leads back to you. |
| [02:44.417] |
Now I know the only compass that I need |
| [02:53.914] |
oh is the one that leads back to you. |
