I like to find my moment to escape
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to travel a day or two to ventilate brain cells
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I love the roads and my time outside
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A night in the north of a B&B in a kibbutz
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I like to look at my life from the side
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Understand that I know even on my own
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I love the echoing sounds of the hall
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12 seconds before everyone enters
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I love the lanterns the lights
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and your hands up
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But I like coming home the most
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After I was gone all night
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To find the peace I live in
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take my life away from me
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How I love to come home
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To the heart of the woman I live with
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Bring my sanity back to me already
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All the usual moments
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How I love to come home
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I like to be quiet
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to hear the silent reality
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Got into the car without direction where Bob Marley collected
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I like to drive south from Mitzpe to Eilat
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Highway forty at night gives a great escape
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I love nostalgia for everything left behind
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It helps me to understand nothing is taken for granted
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I love the comfort that the stage gave me
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Every opportunity is different to spread the soul
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I like people and drinks
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Love it goddammit
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But I like coming home the most
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After I was gone all night
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To find the peace I live in
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take my life away from me
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How I love to come home
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To the heart of the woman I live with
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Bring my sanity back to me already
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All the usual moments
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So what's important here is doing calculations at night
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With one foot on the stage trying to be sane in combination
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So for the next steps
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And despite the behind the scenes
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I don't trade my life for life |