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Unrepentant vagabond |
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Plot the new coordinates and cast the map aside |
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Now I gotta ramble on |
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Navigate the pitfalls and cross the great divide |
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The mapmaker's legend gave direction and a key |
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He set the declination but what good is it to me? |
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I can't see the rationality |
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The world's not my responsibility |
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And happiness isn't there for me |
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But maybe I'll inch closer to the source |
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When I find true north |
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(with or without a friend. Keep searching 'til the end.) |
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Tempting fate and cheating death |
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No one ever told me it was going to be like this |
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Contemplate the randomness |
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When the mind is willing it gets downright perilous |
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Overburdened, underwhelmed, their ethical decree |
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That's your moral compass but what good is it to me? |
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I can't see the rationality |
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The world's not my responsibility |
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And happiness isn't there for me |
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But maybe I'll inch closer to the source |
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When I find true north |
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(with or without a friend. Keep searching 'til the end). |
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When I find true north. |
