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I walk around and I look around
I walk around and I look around
I walk around and I look around
I walk around and I look around
I thought I'd be a folk singer
I thought that I might have a voice
And it took so long just to find it
So I guess that I don't have a choice
Now I walk around and I look around
I walk around and I look around
I walk around and I look around
I walk around and I look around
And to all the many folks who came before me
I pray that I don't let you down
Should you decide to pass that torch I'd kindly carry it
But I never came here to steal nobody's crown
Now I walk around and I look around
I walk around and I look around
I walk around and I look around
I walk around and I look around
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Feels like I'm stuck in a limbo
Waiting for something
Am I waiting for nothing?
Oh it's hard to be sure
When you're stuck in a limbo, limbo, limbo
You see all your time go
Straight to the limbo, limbo, limbo
Waiting for truth
But if you quit all your obligations
You could be on a permanent vacation
If you quit all your obligations
You could be on a permanent vacation
If you quit all your obligations
You could be on a permanent vacation
While doing the limbo
I feel I'm stuck in a limbo
While doing the limbo
I'm not sure what else to do
While doing the limbo, limbo, limbo
I feel I'm stuck in a limbo, limbo, limbo
While doing the limbo, limbo, limbo
Waiting for truth
But if you quit all your obligations
You could be on a permanent vacation
If you quit all your obligations
You could be on a permanent vacation
If you quit all your obligations
You could be on a permanent vacation
ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.....
But if you quit all your obligations
You could be on a permanent vacation
If you quit all your obligations
You could be on a permanent vacation
If you quit all your obligations
You could be on a permanent vacation
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If you need me
You can find me
On some night train
Or lonesome highway
I'll be living
Maybe dying
In obscurity
Like all the rest
Now sometimes you don't feel like tryin'
Don't feel like strugglin'
Don't feel like fightin'
Well I don't have advice I'm
Just some guy writin'
That we'll be livin' and dyin' in obscurity like all the rest
Well If you need me
You can find me
On some night train
Or lonesome highway
I'll be living
Maybe dying
In obscurity
Like all the rest
Now some folks choose to go in to hidin'
While other's spend their time seekin'
Well me, I get to a thinkin'
That we'll be livin' and dyin' in obscurity like all the rest
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I sampled your name brand depression
Tasting bitter as it traced the tracks parallel to my spine
And I feel like Meriwether Lewis now or some other soldier or explorer
Stuck pondering the life he left behind
Settling into Cape Disappointment and it looks like another long winter is going to occupy my life
And nostalgia still lingers and calls me always when I’ve got someone on the other line
Sensing you’re feeling un-American when at home, yet you haven’t another perspective you can find
Yes and exile isn’t easy, especially when it’s all in the mind
Still young Lewis sits in his grave,
Silver bullet in his brain
And you ask him in your reflection,
“Is this really all that remains?”
Getting by on a wavelength of contemplation of curiosity in the face of ill fate
Wondering, “is it me whose been summoned or am I merely here to open the gate?”
Yet remorse never left but holds its post as a prequel for whatever may await
Still young Lewis sits in his grave,
Silver bullet in his brain
And you ask him in your reflection,
“Is this really all that remains?”
Now finding your holy dwellings interrupted by the dullness of the day
Then painting your sorrows as fiction just to avoid having to explain them away
Knowing even if you could chase them to extinction surely something else would be left in their wake
Still young Lewis sits in his grave,
Silver bullet in his brain
And you ask him in your reflection,
“Is this really all that remains?”
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Well you don’t have to travel halfway around the world
To find yourself inspired
And you don’t have travel halfway back
To make yourself feel at home
So I’m following the roadmap of my heart’s desire
And as long as I’m curious I know I’ll never be alone
Yeah, I’m searching without to find something within
And I’m hoping to find myself before I go
Now I’m living a dream I know, but at least I know it’s mine
And I’ll be fine like this as long as I have the means to stay alive
So you can find me if you need me, I’ll be on the road
And you can join me if you want, there’s always time
So do you need your native tongue anymore?
Is it the one that suits you best?
Oh are you so comfortable in your shoes
That you won’t try on any of the rest?
Well, there’s a final destination out there, but where I don’t know
For my focus is always on the next place I’ll go
So I'm searching for belonging, I’m searching high and low
Just trying to find which comforts to call my home
Now I’m living a dream I know, but at least I know it’s mine
And I’ll be fine like this as long as I have the means to stay alive
So you can find me if you need me, I’ll be on the road
And you can join me if you want, there’s always time
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You know a lot of people end up running away when they don't know what they're after
Saying where in the world can you go to live happily ever after?
Oh a lot of people end up running away when they don't know what they're after
Saying where in the world can you go to live happily ever after?
And a lot of people live their whole dang lives and never lie down in green pastures
Meanwhile the world keeps spinnin' round, keeps spinnin' faster and faster
Oh a lot of people live their whole dang lives and never lie down in green pastures
Meanwhile the world keeps spinnin' round, keeps spinnin' faster and faster
And all these people workin' their jobs to be secure for the next disaster
Living all their lives dissatisfied, no time for joy and laughter
And all these people workin' their jobs to be secure for the next disaster
Living all their lives dissatisfied, no time for joy and laughter
You know a lot of people end up running away when they don't know what they're after
Saying where in the world can you go to live happily ever after?
Oh a lot of people end up running away when they don't know what they're after
Saying where in the world can you go to live happily ever after?
You know a lot of people end up running away when they don't know what they're after
Saying where in the world can you go to live happily ever after?
Oh a lot of people end up running away when they don't know what they're after
Saying where in the world can you go to live happily ever after?
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A mediocre character, nothing special here
No gift for enchantment, no delight in the mirror
Just a slim, fruitless being or an ordinary pawn
But you’ll be the talk of the town after you’re gone
In passing you quietly, they never look twice
Not sought for your thoughts, much less your advice
You could be completely naked, but they’d still look on
But you’ll be the talk of the town after you’re gone
So who are then? You must be new here
Oh I never would have guessed that you’ve been around for years
Well maybe I’ll see you though probably not
Until you're the talk of the town after you’re gone
Now you’ve got something happening, but there’s something else to do
Oh I made other plans and they don’t include you
But perhaps maybe the next time if there’s nothing else going on
Until there won’t be a next time after you’re gone
And I heard you had aspirations, had something up your sleeve
But until they are realized, you’re just a child with a dream
But if you’re not here with the rise of the sun
You’ll be the talk of the town after you’re gone
Now the clock’s adding time and you’re counting down the days
Until your absence is apparent and they'd wish that you had stayed
So you try to announce that you’re the chosen one
But you’ll only be the talk of the town after you’re gone
Now I heard you were someone, but I had no idea
Why didn’t you shout it from the heavens so we’d know that you were here?
You just seemed so ordinary until we saw what you had done
And you’re the talk of the town now that you’re gone
So when are you returning? We miss you so much
We always adored you and all that you touched
You had a golden grace, just ask anyone
For you’re the talk of the town now that you’re gone
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