There must be roads

1995

There must be roads to take me home again
There must be other ways to go
Laying waste the city lights,
burning candles through the night
Crawling into new days
with the sun already high

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Turn my head and look away
Refuse to earn the price to pay
To buy the things another day
Another day that never comes

A simple life a simple meal
Slow the pace, don't try to steal
the minutes from a touring show,
that quickly come and quickly go
and come again so no one knows
just what they mean

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There must be roads …

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