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We hinge reality on people We hinge reality on the church steeple All that begins will end But the starting line is in your head We call reality free We call reality me Take a seat under you favorite tree And you might come to find what those words mean
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Dec 4, 2016
Dec 4, 2016 at 10:16 AM UTC
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We hinge reality on people We hinge reality on the church steeple All that begins will end But the starting line is in your head We call reality free We call reality me Take a seat under you favorite tree And you might come to find what those words mean
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Dec 4, 2016
Dec 4, 2016 at 10:16 AM UTC
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