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My mind's jumblin' with a million thoughts
I just can't seem to hold on to what I got.
I wish I could throw all my cares behind my back 
and not have to worry about all of that.

But I guess that's just the way life goes
It does what it wants to and nobody knows
How to make it stop and go
I guess that's a thing we just can't control
And it's better that way, despite what people say

It's hard to think of what will happen to us all
When we leave the town we've always called small 
My mind's jumblin' with a million thoughts
I just can't seem to hold on to what I got.