| Drip drying, standing in the neighbour’s garden
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| Trying to hide, can somebody bring me a jacket?
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| Still deciding if it’s worse to let a stranger see me
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| Or my tribe, the ones who have to live with it
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| If I stay, will I find
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| The space I’m assigned to live out my days?
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| If I go, will there be roads?
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| The freedom I need for infinity
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| So I’m in the garden on the night I plan to leave for Maryland
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| It started raining, that wasn’t in my calculation
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| Memorising some verses 'cause I made a bargain
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| Moon rising, a question hanging in the stars
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| If I stay, will I find
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| The space I’m assigned to live out my days?
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| If I go, will there be roads?
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| The freedom I need for infinity
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| If I stay, will I find
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| The space I’m assigned to live out my days?
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| If I go, will there be roads?
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| The freedom I need for infinity |