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I find a couple of stars in the sky |
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The rest are all being outshined by the light of this town |
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So I look down at the ground and see the stars in the sidewalk |
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But all it does is get me down' |
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Cause it ain't pretty |
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The heart of this city |
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Where everyone's just trying to impress |
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And yeah I pity |
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The ones that just try to look pretty |
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In other words |
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I pity myself |
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Oh from the valley |
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I look to the mountain to find my only way out |
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Follow the light from the |
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Belt of Orion |
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And on the corner's a man with his hand out |
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All I have to give him is my ever-changing smile |
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But in the back of my head |
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I want to sit with him and talk with him |
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But that will keep me there for a while |
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He is a wanderer |
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Well so am |
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II just have my place to stay |
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But it makes me wonder |
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How if everything went under |
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I would still be okay |
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Oh from the valley |
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I look to the mountain to find my only way out |
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Follow the light from the |
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Belt of Orion |
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I find a couple of stars in the sky |
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The rest are all being outshined |
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I find a couple of stars in the sky |
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The rest are all being outshined |