I see you in the rest stop
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In the quickest shut-eye
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The calm mid a long trip
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Rest up so you don’t die
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I see you in the cacti
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And the small roadside flowers
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In the lowest possible plain
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And the mountains that tower
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I see you in the power lines
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In the cold hard wires
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That seem to power my lights
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Until I flick 'em off, tired, I know it’s
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Everything, everyday, everything
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Everything, everyday, everything
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(Everything, everyday, everything
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Everything, everyday, everything)
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I see you passing flagstaff
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In the trains that slow around
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The cool air that quivers
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Near the canyon up the ground
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I see you on the road
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In the car flying by
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In the speed I could maybe hit
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Foot down if I tried, I think it’s
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Everything, everyday, everything
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Everything, everyday, everything
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(Everything, everyday, everything
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Everything, everyday, everything
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Everything, everyday, everything
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Everything, everyday, everything)
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Your guess is just as good as mine
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Dipping in, that sun is shining
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Is it usually like this?
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I found a sense under the brightness
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I’m walking off, I’m holding on
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It’s just to find you
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The traces might remind you
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Everything, everyday, everything, everyday
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Everyday, everything, everything, everyday
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Everyday, everything, everyday, yeah
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(Everything, everyday, everything, yeah
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Everything, everyday, everything, yeah
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Everything, everyday, everything, yeah
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Everything, everyday, everything, yeah) |