Say goodbye, collect all your things
Where do you go with your madness and all
You're a train that ends on the shore
And who will you be when the tide reach your thought
Who will know to answer your prayer
When you end up in the right town
But at the wrong dance
And your life is just some heaven to some stars
Little roads
Around the secret of it all
I've found rain for my burning pain
I've found the dry grass for my burning love
I believe in all sorts of things
But all sorts of things just depend on her call
Who will grow to help you up there
When you're counting for the right flight
But at the wrong stairs
And your fight is just some heaven to some stars
Little roads
Around the secret of it all
Who will know to answer your prayer
When you end up in the right town
But at the wrong dance
And your fight is just some heaven to some stars
Little roads
Around the secret of it all
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