Most of the time
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I'm clear focused all around
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Most of the time
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I can keep both feet on the ground
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I can follow the path
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I can read the sign
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Stay right with it when the road unwinds
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I can handle whatever
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I stumble upon
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I don't even notice she's gone
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Most of the time.
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Most of the time it's well understood
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Most of the time I wouldn't change it if I could
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I can make it all match up
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I can hold my own
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I can deal with the situation right down to the bone
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I can survive and I can endure
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And I don't even think about her
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Most of the time.
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Most of the time my head is on straight
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Most of the time I'm strong enough not to hate
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I don't build up illusion 'til it makes me sick
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I ain't afraid of confusion no matter how thick
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I can smile in the face of mankind
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Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine
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Most of the time.
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Most of the time she ain't even in my mind
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I wouldn't know her if I saw her
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She's that far behind
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Most of the time I can even be sure
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If she was ever with me
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Or if I was ever with her
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Most of the time I'm halfway content
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Most of the time I know exactly where it went
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I don't cheat on myself I don't run and hide
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Hide from the feelings that are buried inside
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I don't compromise and I don't pretend
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I don't even care if I ever see her again
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Most of the time.
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Most Of The Time
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| Bob Dylan |
