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Inside these bare white walls
the world weighs heavy on my mind
mostly silence other than the cry of a lonely child in the apartment below
or laughter from the bar next door
i lie here my instrument untouched alone
with dirty thoughts and a dusty heart
i think about the city i live in
Things have changed not only here but everywhere
not only on the streets, but inside of me
ya they all seem to be getting younger-- wiser-- stronger
while i am just getting weaker--harder--softer
maybe It is time
to finally go home
the world weighs heavy on my mind
mostly silence other than the cry of a lonely child in the apartment below
or laughter from the bar next door
i lie here my instrument untouched alone
with dirty thoughts and a dusty heart
i think about the city i live in
Things have changed not only here but everywhere
not only on the streets, but inside of me
ya they all seem to be getting younger-- wiser-- stronger
while i am just getting weaker--harder--softer
maybe It is time
to finally go home
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