| I guess I’ve always known
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| I was in this for life
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| It’s cost me some sleepless days
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| It’s cost me a wife
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| Maybe I’ve spent a little too much time
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| Looking in the bathroom mirror
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| Waiting for the steam to disappear
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| Thinking I was getting clearer and clearer
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| Maybe I could’ve been a cook
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| Or maybe taught high school math
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| Maybe I could’ve been the man on the street
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| With a future as uncertain as my past
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| But I’ve been singing for a living
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| Back and forth across America
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| Singing 'bout things I should talk to my shrink
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| And to my shrink singing kum-by-yah
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| With my head in a song
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| And a song in my head
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| Just let me live until I’m dead
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| There’s so many books I wish I’d read
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| Like war and peace
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| So many friends, I’ve won and lost
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| So many masks, I’ve worn and tossed
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| Into troubled waters, I could not cross
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| And the river is me and the river is me
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| River run to the ocean
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| River roll to the sea
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| They had this test back in high school
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| Said, I had a career in forestry
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| Had aptitude for isolation
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| Yeah, I could live without TV
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| But me, I took the low road
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| Looking for another light
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| I don’t live in a tower on some fire road
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| But the human view is out of sight
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| With my head in a song
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| And a song in my head
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| Just let me live until I’m dead
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| There’s so many words I wish I’d said
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| Like I’m sorry I am sorry
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| So many friends, I’ve won and lost
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| So many masks, I’ve worn and tossed
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| Into troubled waters, I could not cross
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| And the river is me and the river is me
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| River run to the ocean
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| River roll to the sea |