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Bright Eyes Four Winds Tourist Trap It's not the road we used to know They tore some buildings down The traffic's like a pack of dogs There's fewer trees, windows, fleas Concrete on the lawn There's people here but you are gone And I find still swimming through time Afraid some days I've reached the shore Make yourself free A man said back to me Now my heart is like an open door And the road finally gave me back But I dont think I'll unpack Because I'm not sure if I live here any more It's not my weight That makes me faint Or the sugar in my blood The way these strangers stand so close They say my name Like a guessing game "Is that really you?" No, I dont think it ever was In the spring When the world's turning green I only think about the fall The frets on the board My progression of chords Oh, how I want this to resolve And the road finally gave me back But I dont think I'll unpack Because I'm not sure if I live here any more Now the road finally gave me back But I dont think I'll unpack Because I'm not sure if I live here No, I'm not sure if I live here No, I'm not sure if I live here Anymore |
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