| Good friends and I’m a stranger
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| So hard to circulate
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| Crowded streets, I see no faces
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| No place for a changing soul
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| Like a ship on an angry ocean
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| Ferris wheel that spins too fast
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| For a dog, snarling in a corner
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| Heaven never seemed so far away
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| Maybe the game is someone else’s
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| Too tired to play along
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| Go on your way takin' chances
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| Your way is yours alone
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| For an artist in a hungry basement
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| Or a rain on a lonely man
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| Or a kid, fightin' with his father
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| Heaven never seemed so far away
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| Good friends and I’m a stranger
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| So hard to circulate
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| Crowded streets, I see no faces
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| No place for a changing soul
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| Like a ship on an angry ocean
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| Ferris wheel that spins too fast
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| For a dog, snarling in a corner
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| Heaven never seemed so far away |