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The Journey
Took a trip to nowhere and when I arrived
Made the journey back again just for the ride
And as the world went past, a stranger in my skin
Stopped to try and talk to me, I wouldn't let him in
There's no-one to blame, no-one to excuse
I guess it's alright, it's only the blues
Precious days - wasting away
Summer's gone
And the singer has sung his last song
The words they won't fall into a rhyme again
Though I tried again
How must I decide which way to turn again
Never found it easy to choose where or when
Walked along the well worn path, heard the church bells chime
Slowly past the wounded trees, scarred before their time
There's no-one to blame, no-one to excuse
I guess it's alright, it's only the blues
Faded lives - swept away by fate
Winter's here
And the ground it shifts beneath my feet
Nothing will ever be the same again
Except the cold again
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