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They're relaxed dust in our eyes |
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Or in the blur of enraged city lights |
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My heart's a world of old woes |
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Some I recall and some that I don't |
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Only way out's the way back in |
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I remain on highways and small stages |
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That'll be the dream for me |
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See my friends on jet planes and big stages |
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And I wave and they'll wave back |
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It's all I ask, it's all I ask |
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I wake up ten years older |
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Same war, the same fallen soldiers |
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Where we've been is still where we had it |
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Same place with a different name |
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And the way out's the way back in |
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I remain on highways and small stages |
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And that'll be the dream for me |
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See my friends on jet planes and big stages |
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And I'll wave, and they'll wave back |
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It's all I ask, it's all I ask |
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The only way out's the way back in. |