How Little I Sleep

Think back to a time when things seemed clear
Feels like a thousand miles from here
My restless heart out on my sleeve
Trade everything I wanna believe

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I sit tight
My ship could come in
Keeps me up nights though
To know what might have been
Oh I’m tired
How little I sleep

Walked to the mountain to appease my sin
Held fast to the places I have been
Just tales at the bottom of the unmarked road
Eye of the needle makes a heavy load

Well a free bird sitting on the wire sings
Won’t catch him thinking bout anything
If it catch his fancy he’ll fly away
I catch myself thinking every day

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