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Short Ride
If the sun came up on the other side today,
if so,
Why wasn't I told?
If the stories were right,
and we knew it all along,
if so,
Why was I the last to know?
There's no where to left to go...
We traded all (of) our souls in for gold.
These streets they burn like fire,
Beneath my wounded soles,
My heart, it burns with desire.
Waiting for the chance to calm down.
If there's nowhere left to go,
If there's nothing left to see,
Then why do I have the feeling that something has to be?
If the stories were right,
and we knew it along,
if so,
Why wasn't I told?
With a dreamer's desire,
a suitcase full of clothes,
I'll follow all the signs to this story never told.
There is nowhere left to go,
they say...
Does anyone out there,
fear the things I do?
It's true.
Does anyone out there,
hear the things I do?
The truth. I swear it all.
I fell off the mountain.
I rolled downhill.
I stood back up and I climbed it again.
Now is anyone out there waiting?
Anyone out there waiting too?
In search of a message,
That's winding up gears,
I fought the air crash that landed me here.
Now is anyone out there waiting?
Is anyone out there waiting too?
On the horizon smoke appears.
It's only a short ride,
but a hell of a walk down from here.
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but a hell of a walk down from here.
It's only a short ride,
On the horizon smoke appears.
Is anyone out there waiting too?
Now is anyone out there waiting?
I fought the air crash that landed me here.
That's winding up gears,
In search of a message,
Anyone out there waiting too?
Now is anyone out there waiting?
I stood back up and I climbed it again.
I rolled downhill.
I fell off the mountain.
The truth. I swear it all.
hear the things I do?
Does anyone out there,
It's true.
fear the things I do?
Does anyone out there,
they say...
There is nowhere left to go,
I'll follow all the signs to this story never told.
a suitcase full of clothes,
With a dreamer's desire,
Why wasn't I told?
if so,
and we knew it along,
If the stories were right,
Then why do I have the feeling that something has to be?
If there's nothing left to see,
If there's nowhere left to go,
Waiting for the chance to calm down.
My heart, it burns with desire.
Beneath my wounded soles,
These streets they burn like fire,
We traded all (of) our souls in for gold.
There's no where to left to go...
Why was I the last to know?
if so,
and we knew it all along,
If the stories were right,
Why wasn't I told?
if so,
If the sun came up on the other side today,
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