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How high! Oh I can kiss the sun

Run a minute mile while you hitch hike

Love shines a light I'll be a winner cup

And I'm lookin' for the one who cut you up

You're not having me you know the skies are mean

And I'm hopin' for a way to free you, love



I'm fixing holes the ones you break up come in from your drive

And the hand that rocks you cuts you up like lyrics of your life



I can't buy what I've done before

I want to open up another door

I'm going to let you pass I'm on another pass

I want to be the king while you zig zag

On a holy road like Caine from Kung Fu

How high oh! I can kiss the sun



Hang on to your hopes my darlin' don't let it slip away

And the hand that holds you keeps you warm and [...] don't let it slip away

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