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Seem so composed, I know the notes I wrote in theory Repose I wish I knew more often than I take it nearly Laid in between the sheets in discord of who I am and what my colors bleed and in the end I know you'll never give me all the things I need So far, so close, so far So close So far, so close So far, so close I know I pick the bones I could have left alone in theory No one has traveled this road even though they still stand near me Caught in between hope and a dream though it seems to most that I can see it Most of these days, morning rays, I've come to deathly fear them I'm There's always tomorrow There's always tomorrow There's always tomorrow There's always tomorrow There's always tomorrow There's always tomorrow