We Are A Traveling People

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    I think it's clear by now that i don't know
    Anything at all about anyone else or even me
    Yeah we're all on a train, locked into separate cars
    Well i want off right now, i'll meet you at
    The station when we finally stop
    And we can walk around, i'll hold your hand
    We'll run away into the streets
    We did this once before, don't you think about
    All the things we did that made you smile
    We haven't used them up yet
    Just because your longitude and latitude changed
    We're still on the same damn train, this hi-speed rail
    And i'd still rather walk any day

    I know this book by heart, i read it every single day
    It's about a kid i knew, he wrote a poem
    On the sun in the summertime
    It was in a dream i suppose, and he's never been good
    At remembering any of that
    Well he went blind one day when he tried to make it out
    He stared straight into the sun
    Is that the price of love? i don't know!
    It's just a book that nobody reads
    It doesn't really mean anything, now he's blind?
    Well i guess now he dreams all the time
    So yeah whatever that's life be careful what you wish for
    Blah blah blah blah blah, blah blah, ahaha

    Well nobody says what they mean
    But everybody says what they mean
    Well everyone is trying too damn hard
    But nobody knows what they mean

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    Well i think it's clear by now that you never really
    You never really get what you want
    Or is it the other way around? you never really
    You never really want what you get
    Well i got what i wanted back then, so it's all bullshit
    You never really want what you keep
    The sad things linger too long, we never really
    We never really take what they give
    Well i'm giving all i got, my love
    Is like a cross-country highway, that's right
    You can drive it all night long and at the end
    You can turn around and drive it again
    Heuh!

    (dual synth/guitar solo)

    And nobody says what they mean
    But everybody says what they mean
    Well everyone is trying too damn hard
    But nobody knows what they mean

    Well everybody knows what they mean
    So everybody says what they mean
    And everyone is trying too damn hard
    But nobody knows what they mean

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