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On their drive to New York City
For a twinkle in their eye
Will I ever be remembered?
Will my days just come alive?
Will my days just come alive?
We were told that we're all someone
Then the world just looks away
Will I light up here tomorrow?
Will I meet myself today?
Will I meet myself today?
I feel it all
I just feel it wrong
I'm a little dude
In the scape of songs
I know I'm wrong
I just feel it right
And I swim the world
In my wishing well
I just don't know if I can take it anymore
After long days of just reaching
I will get onto a train
Just to feel that someone's heading
At least some stations on my way
At least some stations on my way
I've been lost in old New England
Now just shuffling through the states
We're a mountain of beginners
By this long old hiking trail
By this long old hiking trail
I feel it all
I just feel it wrong
I'm a little dude
In the scape of songs
I know I'm wrong
I just feel it right
And I swim the world
In my wishing well
I just don't know if I can take it anymore
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