Headin' in or headin' out
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Standing on the shore
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Pause a moment to reflect
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Which trip costs you more
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Between the ever restless crowds
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And the silence of your room
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Spend an hour in no man's land
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You'll be leaving soon
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Victims come and victims go
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There's always lots to spare
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One victim lives the tragedy
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One victim stops to stare
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And still another walks on by
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Pretending not to see
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They're all out there in no man's land
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Cause it's the safest place to be
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But sanctuary never comes
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Without some kind of risk
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Illusions without freedom
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Never quite add up to bliss
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The haunting and the haunted
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Play a game no one can win
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The spirits come at midnight
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And by dawn they're gone again
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And so it seems our destiny
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To search and never rest
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To ride that ever changing wave
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That never seems to crest
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To shiver in the darkest night
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Afraid to make a stand
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And then go back and do our time
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Out there in no man's land
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No Man's Land
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Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band |