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Nothing more left to be said things get clear now in my head
u know what I feel I know what is real no more waiting for a sign
we both laid it on the line there's no alibi I have to face the sky
leaving your life - entering mine I conclude the wintertime
stranded by the tide I'll get by gotta keep u out of my head
have to keep on forgetting what you said accepting - gosh I hate the word
but I will rampant weed won't obscure my way while I rise and leave the shade
I turn over the page have to take my thoughts from u
I need to get a different view I'm leaving it behind rise and shine
I cannot take it anymore pleasant memories I've got to ignore
I'm coming back: it's my comeback I'm leaving the old track cut
gotta keep u out of my head other contents I'll put in instead
the die is cast; trancent the past - moving on
rampant weed won't obscure my way while I rise and leave the shade
I turn over the page I cannot take it anymore
pleasant memories I've got to ignore I'm coming back; it's my comeback
I'm leaving the old track the clouds that had me blind and gone
my hands untied; the knots undone I think I can make it now
yeah - I'm sure I'll make it now
Nothing more left to be said things get clear now in my head  u know what I feel I know what is real no more waiting for a sign  we both laid it on the line there's no alibi I have to face the sky  leaving your life - entering mine I conclude the wintertime  stranded by the tide I'll get by gotta keep u out of my head  have to keep on forgetting what you said accepting - gosh I hate the word  but I will rampant weed won't obscure my way while I rise and leave the shade  I turn over the page have to take my thoughts from u  I need to get a different view I'm leaving it behind rise and shine  I cannot take it anymore pleasant memories I've got to ignore  I'm coming back: it's my comeback I'm leaving the old track cut  gotta keep u out of my head other contents I'll put in instead  the die is cast; trancent the past - moving on  rampant weed won't obscure my way while I rise and leave the shade  I turn over the page I cannot take it anymore  pleasant memories I've got to ignore I'm coming back; it's my comeback  I'm leaving the old track the clouds that had me blind and gone  my hands untied; the knots undone I think I can make it now  yeah - I'm sure I'll make it now