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Packing our bags, longing for the fresh air Trapped in a landscape of too much No we can't ever make you pleased Now reproduce and build a home Embrace the faith! Our time filled, never to find one another, We're passing ships, our binds enduring Vying for a deep breath We are drowning, choking on you Now step back Take a step back and remove yourselves from our lives Just for - for once, no apologies For choices your son, a man, has made Don't make up For lost time Families broken pressed and exposed I roll over in my bed I watch the sun rise and watch it set Moving to Montana for fresh air And some sort of peace for this young marriage shadowed by, by our love Commitments left broken, fractured families lay before us we will - we will make this work we will - we will make this work we will - we will make this work we will make this work we will make this work From Letras Mania