| Kerouac dreamed a poets dream
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| He said the poem comes from where you’ve been
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| It’s in a notion, a trick of fate
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| It’s in taking to the road when the road can’t wait
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| It’s a long white line along a holy road
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| A noble highway made of gold
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| Too young to die and you’re mad to live
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| You want everything there is that life can give
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| It’s a beautiful dream with a sad refrain
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| You go all the way and come back again
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| But it’s what you do and it’s what you learn
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| And it’s how the scene plays out with every turn
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| They say you burn when you fly too high
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| Better to burn than never try
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| Maybe you’ll fall, and maybe you’ll fly
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| Maybe you’ll rise above it all and touch the sky
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| You may get it right, you may get it wrong
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| But you’ll do what you do just to get along
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| 'Cause a lesson learned is a favour owed
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| And it’s payback time when you’re on the road
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| It’s a beautiful dream with a sad refrain
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| You go all the way and come back again
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| But it’s what you do, and it’s what you learn
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| And it’s how the scene plays out with every turn
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| It’s a beautiful dream with a sad refrain
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| You go all the way and come back again
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| But it’s what you do, and it’s what you learn
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| And it’s how the scene plays out with every turn |