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| Bob Mould Black Sheets Of Rain Hanging Tree Another exit on the freeway Another bridge i cannot bear to cross alone And i've been on the mend I've been getting ready to change my name again And once i had a love so fair Once i had a reason to keep on Left a paragraph taped up on my door It said "don't wait up 'cause i ain't comin' home" So i've been driving far and wide to find my call in life Been looking for a place where i belong I guess a little pain never killed anyone I guess i feel that way again I can't come clean, i cannot stay Got no reason to explain I've been here too long, i need a change And i hope you'll understand Stained glass window never gonna carry my name Been laid to rest in a field of sticks and stones And above my head all that's left are footsteps Of some kid too young too far away from home So don't send me invitations to your big parade Place of residence unknown In my eyes there is no compromise There is no calm before the storm These things happen all the time Should i throw myself from the hanging tree? Is there a place for those of us who don't belong? I haven't found it yet |
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