| This city has lost a certain hold inside
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| It feels so worn being chained here to this life
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| I’ve been around and seen one hundred scenes
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| Where those who dare to tread the wheel
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| One day find out what’s behind that hill
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| Spend half a life deciding what went wrong
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| Trying to find out what took you so long
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| Until you feel it’s all part of some crazy scheme
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| It conjours in you memories 'til
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| You discover what’s behind the hill
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| You picked me up and we went for a drive
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| Into the stained glass cavern of the night
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| You turn to say, your eyes fixed on the rows
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| Take me from this place I know
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| The ruined landscape that I once called home
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| I don’t know what in this world is trying to save me But I can feel its hand and it’s guiding me in sign
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| From lives I’ve tried to lead
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| To the one that I received
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| Each painted sign along the road
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| Will melt away in source tags &in code |