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beginning with an ending |
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people watch me as i go |
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not a thing that bothers me |
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somehow i'm bathed in glow |
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it may seem kinda breezy |
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but moving is my home |
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it gets kinda lonely |
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when you're always on the road |
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seventh son of a seventh son |
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who told me the way to be |
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now when i look he is smiling |
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winking as he waves at me |
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it may seem kinda breezy |
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but moving is my home |
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it gets kinda lonely |
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when you're always on the road |
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ferret out illusion |
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love the skin you're in |
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don't add to your confusion |
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let the light in |
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i find that i've been blinded |
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by an inkling of the truth |
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i'd love to take you with me |
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as i enjoy my youth |
