The wind till reminds
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What's behind me catches up
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When I find myself residing
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In the same place I woke up
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Walking gives me wisdom
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And standing never finds the words
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The deaf man heard
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So why am I still here?
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Waiting for the anvils and pianos to appear
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My confidence and common sense has
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Questioned all that's clear
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I ignore my best advice
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That lightning never strikes me twice
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I can't repeat myself again
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Why am I still here?
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Learning can't define me
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Unless I haven't learned
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Like suntan beauties
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Sit and laugh until they burn
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Living gives me freedom
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To take and to mistake a love
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For better or for worse
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Why do I still stand
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Trapped inside a man?
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Why Am I Still Here?
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| Berman |
