(Van Morrison)
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Lost in a strange city
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Nowhere to turn
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Far cry from the streets that
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I came from
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It can get lonely
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When you're travelling hard
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But you can even be lonely
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Standing in your own back yard
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Nobody knows the existential dread
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Of the things that go on inside
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Someone else's head
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Whether it be trivial
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Or something that Dante said
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But baby nobody knows the meaning of loneliness
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No matter how well you know someone
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You can only ever guess
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How can you ever really know somebody else?
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It takes more than a lifetime
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Just to get to know yourself
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Nobody knows the meaning of loneliness
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[Instrumental break]
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I have to say a word about solitude
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For the soul it sometimes they say can be good
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And I'm partial to it myself, well I must confess
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Nobody knows the meaning of loneliness
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Well there's Sartre and Camus, Nietzsche and Hesse
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If you dig deep enough
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You gonna end up in distress
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And no one escapes having to live life under duress
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And no one escapes the meaning of loneliness
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Well they say keep it simple when it gets to be a mess
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And fame and fortune
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Never brought anyone happiness
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I must be lucky
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Some of my friends think that I'm really blessed
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Nobody knows the meaning of loneliness
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[Scatting and instrumental break]
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No, no, no, no, nobody knows the meaning of loneliness
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No, no, no, nobody knows the meaning of loneliness
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Nobody knows the meaning of loneliness
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[The published lyrics include the following verses:]
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Bright lights, big city nowhere to turn
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Far cry from the streets where I was born
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I've been doing some travelling
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Sometimes the road gets hard
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But you can also be lonely
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Standing in your own backyard
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No, no, no, no, no, no, nobody knows
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The meaning of loneliness
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No, no, no, no, nobody knows
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The meaning of loneliness
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Nobody knows the meaning of loneliness
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Meaning Of Loneliness
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| Van Morrison |
