| You’ve been away since the war
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| But it happened in your room
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| Ashes of the past pictured
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| Still stationary on the ground (on the ground)
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| Now nothing makes sense anymore
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| Came to Hollywood to make it as a waitress
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| And I try to find
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| Solitude
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| In a subway station
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| It feels like, feels like
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| The road is gone
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| But in a strange way
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| The trip has just begun, oh
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| Baby, don’t walk straight
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| Follow the wind, sound like the sand
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| River and the rain, until you’re lost again
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| Ay ah, ay ah
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| You’ve been ablaze for a while (ah)
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| And the rain, it can’t come too soon
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| All alone in your car (all alone in your car)
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| And all the songs they play about you
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| Even this one
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| Now nothing makes sense anymore
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| You’re a vampire in a graveyard
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| And I try to find
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| Something new, oh
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| In a dusty basement
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| It feels like, feels like
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| The road is gone
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| But in a strange way
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| The trip has just begun, oh
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| Baby, don’t walk straight
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| Follow the wind, sound like the sand
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| River and the rain, until you’re lost again
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| Ay ah, la la la la la, ooh woah woah
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| Feels like
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| The road is gone
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| But in a strange way
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| The trip has just begun
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| Baby, don’t walk straight
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| Follow the wind, sound like the sand
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| River and the rain, until you’re lost again |