(Ian Hunter)
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Where do you go when you've somewhere to run
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But the time isn't right and there's things to be done
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And you're trapped half-way up, you don't want to go back
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So you keep going on - compromising the land
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And you see the green fields as you travel on by
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And you look at the things you'd forgotten to try
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And you wish you were young and you wish you were old
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For the songs always sung and the stories been told
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And you thought you were different but what did it mean
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For you tricked yourself trying - life's still unseen
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As it is, as it was, as it always will be
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Will you find out at all what it is to be free
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See it never was easy to live with a head
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So I kept to the back room and I live there instead
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What comes from the front-room is only for "Friends"
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I have a bay window but that's where it ends
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And it's here I see pictures and my madness is clear
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And there's no longer logic so therefore no fear
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And I've always said, with uncontrollable light
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Sometimes when I've written a song - it's alright...
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Shades Off (spoken)
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Ian Hunter |