Friday, February 22, 2013

I Don't Know My Own Way Around

"So we set our sights on closer shores
cause my arms can barely reach anything any more
I can make my way around this country
and never find anyone content with the place that they're from
all of my best friends are getting bored
with life and how it seems, only to serve to make us miserable every chance it gets
we're all tired of our small boring towns
and our self imposed cubicles, we put ourselves into
so we set our sights on closer shores
cause my heart can barely stand disappoint any more
and I can make my way around this country, never find anyone who's content with the place that they're from
and the stories go on and on, but I don't want them to
I want to hear something new for once

and when I leave this town
I'm gonna bid you farewell
when I return again
you'll have a great, long story to tell for everyone
you'll have a great long story to tell for everyone"

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