The frustration of always wanting but never being able to escape small town life!
Written by Paul Coates.
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A true story of a woman trying to put dreams in to action.
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Leave This Town
“Let`s leave this house”… (she said) “Let`s leave this town”…
“Let`s leave this house”… (she said) “Let`s leave this town”…
I`m goin` on, 45, not livin` just stayin` alive
Puttin` up with puttin` down, stayin` put in this old town
I`m getting` out gonna break this chain
I`m breakin` in to my mind again
Free the promise that we made
Makin`do don`t make the grade…
Walkin` blind, paralysed, goin` around just hypnotised
Hangin`out and fittin` in, wearin` someone else`s skin
Makin` plans for plans that fade
livin` with this barricade
When all is gone and lost it seems
In just a silly schoolgirl`s dreams…
And there aint, no way, I`m ever comin` back
At the point of no return…
Gotta find, our way, before the light has fallen black
And the beacons cease to burn…
Sick of clones, sick of drones, sick of pickin` crumbs and bones
Late nights, stayin` up, drinkin` from a poisoned cup
Let`s run baby and catch that bus
Find out who`s really us?
We can do it, the coast is clear
With a one way ticket outta here…
Some of those, never chose, gonna go where no one goes
To the desert, through the sand, come on baby take my hand
Stop the clocks `cause there aint no time
Gotta lot of hills to climb
We can make it, yes we can
Find our way into the promised land…
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