Once I thought I knew where I came from
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Now fogging up a blur I can't recall
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How many times have I been here before
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Could this be my birth town
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Now as I am searching for a soul
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Crossing country looking for a real job
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Nothing seems to suit me no
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Guess I'll keep doing what I did before
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Walking down the stairs
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Anonymous detached
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On the corner
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I turn, I turn left
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Looking out at the waves
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I could stand here for ten more days
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Crushing stones with my toes
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That woman looking at me
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Could she be my relative, oh
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Would she be my best friend, oh
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Wonder if she's seen me here before
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Walking down the stairs
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Anonymous detached
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On the corner
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I turn, I turn left
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Turn Left
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| Little Dragon |
