I find a couple of stars in the sky
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The rest are all being outshined by the light of this town
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So I look down at the ground and see the stars in the sidewalk
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But all it does is get me down
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'Cause it ain't pretty
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The heart of this city
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Where everyone's just trying to impress
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And yeah I pity
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The ones that just try to look pretty
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In other words I pity myself
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Oh from the valley I look to the mountain to find my only way out
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Follow the light from the Belt of Orion
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And on the corner's a man with his hand out
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All I have to give him is my ever-changing smile
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But in the back of my head I want to sit with him and talk with him
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But that will keep me there for a while
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He is a wanderer
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Well so am I
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I just have my place to stay
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But it makes me wonder
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How if everything went under
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I would still be okay
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Oh from the valley I look to the mountain to find my only way out
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Follow the light from the Belt of Orion
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I find a couple of stars in the sky
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The rest are all being outshined
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I find a couple of stars in the sky
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The rest are all being outshined
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Belt Of Orion
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| The Belle Brigade |
