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By the riverside, the waters always seem to rise,
and we will never stop the tide from flowing over.
It's a shame to see wanderlust in magazines
for those who don't know what to be right where they're standing


A pure heart, pure mind, will get you where you're supposed to be.
There's only ever one path, but some never get to walk it.
Shelter, love. Everyone knows what to want,
but they're always looking for somewhere to feel at home.


Truncated, pushed aside, thoughts too small to fill a mind,
not that we could ever find when the forms all short.
Connected, but more apart, a finger doesn't know a heart,
and it won't take you far along this curved surface.


A pure heart, pure mind, will get you where you're supposed to be.
There's only ever one path, but some never get to walk it.
Shelter, love. Everyone knows what to want,
but they're always looking for somewhere to feel at home.


Save a second, save a dime. We’re all trying to save some time,
but who is gonna come along and save us.
The comfortable are ignorant, the beaten down can't pay the rent,
but just keep selling dreams to those who have nothing else to believe.


A pure heart, pure mind, will get you where you're supposed to be.,
There's only ever one path, but some never get to walk it.
Shelter, love., everyone knows what to want,
but they're always looking for somewhere to feel at home.

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from Portrait of the Young Man as an Artist, released August 7, 2016

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