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I've gotta get home there's a garden to tend There's food on the ground and the birds have all moved back Into my attic, whistling static and the young learn to fly I will patch all the holes up again Well, I can't believe that my lime tree is dead I

Holding my breath and I'm making a wish You brace yourself for the moment When its all gonna flip We couldn't stop if we tried, ah I I Stuck in a space but its all gonna change So there's no reason to be scared of turning the page We couldn't stall i

Come with me Lets get free We don't have to stay here We can pack our things and we can go away Go away, get away Honestly, It's nice to be With the one who brings out All my joy, I sing loud Is it destiny, destiny You and me I don't wanna spend a mi