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Bruce Hornsby - Resting Place
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I'm on a long sojourn I'm sitting here shedding my skin Don't know about inside, ugly on the outside They're all messing with me for the shape I'm in I'm looking for a clean slate Just need to find a new mind state Hey, let's go looking for squirrels Let's find something to do I think she's shooting it right at you Look down I said right at you And the hail falls hard And the wind whips my face And I'm a long, long way from anywhere real safe And the storm clouds are flying high Mud all over my face And I'm a long, long way from my resting place Hey, let's duck down this side street Maybe no, nobody else will see Everybody sees us as big fat bastards But I can just se you looking at me Ever feel like a side-show attraction Ever feel like a walking attraction Some people call me Tarzan in my big, big sweats Don't know just what they mean Maybe not good, real bad I bet And the hail falls hard And the wind whips my face And I'm a long, long way from some sheltered space And the storm clouds are flying high Mud all over my face And I'm a long, long way from my resting place I'm looking for a clean slate Just need to find a new way, way to relate You ever feel like a street walker I get by being a funny talker All those funny jokes sting, so keep walking And the hail falls hard And the wind whips my face And I'm a long, long way from some sheltered space And the storm clouds are flying high Mud all over my face And I'm a long, long way from my resting place
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