Young Pilgrim

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A cold and wet November dawn 
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And there are no barking sparrows 
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Just emptiness to dwell upon. 

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I fell into a winter slide 
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And ended up the kind of kid who goes down chutes too narrow 
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Just eking out my measly pies. 

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But I learned fast how to keep my head up 'cause I 
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Know there is this side of me that 
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Wants to grab the yoke from the pilot and just
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Fly the whole mess into the sea. 

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Another slow train to the coast 
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Some brand new gory art from way on high 
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I sink and then I swim all night. 

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I watch the ice melt on the glass 
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While the eloquent young pilgrims pass 
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And leave behind their trail, imploring us not to fail.

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Of course I was raised to gather courage from those 
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Lofty tales so tried and true and 
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If you're able I'd suggest it 'cause this 
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Modern thought can get the best of you.


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This rather simple epitaph
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can save your hide your falling mind 
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Fate isn't what we're up against 
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there's no design no flaws to find
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There's no design no flaws to find.

Solo:

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But I learned fast how to keep my head up 'cause I 
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Know I got this side of me that 
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Wants to grab the yoke from the pilot and just
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Fly the whole mess into the sea.