Fly
                  
I flew out of here just as fast as my feet would take me.
                                                               
    I knew I had someplace to go. Confused about all the spaces that were
                           
    inside my head. Repeating voices, telling me what I know.
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I heard a rumor that I couldn't believe, unless I heard it straight from your
    mouth. Cut the bull, go for the gusto, reach for the bell, go to hell, time
    will tell- Rain fell. I buy- you sell.

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He gave me an answer that I didn't want to hear, all it is, is, afraid of fear.
    Lonely can be alone as well. Fall down, get up, feed the cat, go to bed,
    watch tv, radio won't tune into my favorite radio station, it leaves a film in
    my mouth.

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Said he didn't know how to tell me that he chooses his direction with the
    direction the wind blows. And the wind was blowing real strong that day.
    Lifting him up from the ground- moving him around. New direction that he
    found.

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So I can respect that the wind blows, his feet goes, movin' down the
    hyway of life. Leaving behind a wind-whipped, half-flipped lonely alone
    me, again. So I trip to the voices inside my head and...

                                              Fly