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The Del-Lords - Silverlake
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I wake up tired, I wake up late It gets dark these days about half past eight Waited for good fortune to come to me Waited till I couldnât stand my own company My friends said thereâs gold in those hills out West I thought Iâd put that old notion to the test They said, âBe careful, man, the sun donât rise it setsâ Maybe thatâs funny to you Itâs just a matter of tryinâ Itâs just a matter of cryinâ Itâs just a matter of lyinâ to yourself And, everybody else Now, Iâm a stranger where Iâve been many times before But, nothinâ much scares me anymore A bullet through the heart of the city of my birth A target on my back everywhere I go on this earth I know I will never go home anymore What Iâd find Iâm not even sure An orphan in the storm in the Land of Setting Sun How can I explain this to you? Itâs just a matter of tryinâ Itâs just a matter of cryinâ Itâs just a matter of lyinâ to yourself And, everybody else Every night we ride the Mystery Train Leaving behind the Human Stain And, yes I carry a few regrets None of which I will ever forget But, I love a woman and she loves me right back My songs are my lantern, my dreams are my map Another chapter in the Big Book of Me Who knows how this story ends? Itâs just a matter of tryinâ Itâs just a matter of cryinâ Itâs just a matter of lyinâ to yourself And, everybody else
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