After all is said and done I feel the same
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All that I hoped would change within me stayed
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Like a huddled moon-lit exile on the shore
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Warming his hands, a thousand years ago
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I walk with others in the yearning to get out
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Claw at my skin and gnash their teeth and shout
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One of them wants only to be someone you'd admire
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One would as soon just throw you on the fire
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After all is said and after all is done
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God only knows which of them I'll become
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Someone You'd Admire
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| Fleet Foxes |
