| I left home, tears in my eye
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| Where I was going, I had no idea
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| That must have been the last time I cried
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| From that moment forward all my teardrops disappeared
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| Yeah, I’m going down where there ain’t no one around
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| And nobody knows who I am
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| There’s no way out, no north, no south
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| Here, in no man’s land
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| Digging for days but no sign of diamonds
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| All that I saw was garbage and worms
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| And a glimpse of the future, the maniac horizon
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| A silhouette, I will dance in the lightning storm
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| Yeah, I’m going down to the forgotten part of town
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| With roses and rubies in my hands
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| The fog rolls in and waltzes with the wind
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| Here, in no man’s land
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| The time finally came to abandon my name
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| Take a blind-eyed leap into the big-old unknown
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| Someday maybe you’ll find me like a wild Santa Claus
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| In a tinfoil hat talking on a disconnected telephone
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| But I got my crown and I got my sacred cow
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| I’m a Buddha in the blazing, sinking sand
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| The purple skies electrify my eyes
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| Here, in no man’s land
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| Tell my neighbor to water my plants
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| Tell the Devil that I learned how to dance
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| Tell the Angels to wait up for me
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| Tell the world I’m free
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| And I’m deep in a dream the landscape is empty
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| Except for one soul, she’s waiting there for me
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| I fell into her arms, I faintly remember
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| The sweet song of salvation, the hummingbirds in the trees
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| Yeah, I’m checking out and I’m riding on a cloud
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| Back to where my whole being began
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| Well, I started to speak in tongues and swing around the sun
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| Here, in no man’s land
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| Here, in no man’s land
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| Here, in no man’s land |