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There's an old man on a city bus<br />holding a candy cane<br />and it is'nt even christmas<br />he see's a note in the obituary<br />that his last friend has died<br />there's an inflant clinging<br />to his overweight mother in the cold<br />as the spends her last dollar<br />on a bottle of vodka for tonight<br />and i guess it struck a nerve<br />like i had to squint my eyes<br />you can never get out<br />of the line of sight<br />like a barren winter day<br />or a patch of unburned green<br />like a tragic real dream<br />i guess it struck a nerve<br />every day i wander<br />in negative disposition<br />as i'm bombarded by superlatives<br />that i am not alone<br />introverted<br />i look to tomorrow for salvation<br />but i'm thinking altruistcally<br />and a wave of overwhelming doubt<br />turns me to stone<br />and i guess it thought my heart<br />we just haven't got time<br />to crack the maze<br />like a magic speeding clock<br />or a cancer in our cells<br />a collision in the dark<br />i guess it strunk a nerve<br />i try to close my eyes<br />but i cannot ignore the stimuli<br />if theres a purpose for us all<br />it remains a secret to me<br />don't ask me to justify my life
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There's an old man on a city bus<br />holding a candy cane<br />and it is'nt even christmas<br />he see's a note in the obituary<br />that his last friend has died<br />there's an inflant clinging<br />to his overweight mother in the cold<br />as the spends her last dollar<br />on a bottle of vodka for tonight<br />and i guess it struck a nerve<br />like i had to squint my eyes<br />you can never get out<br />of the line of sight<br />like a barren winter day<br />or a patch of unburned green<br />like a tragic real dream<br />i guess it struck a nerve<br />every day i wander<br />in negative disposition<br />as i'm bombarded by superlatives<br />that i am not alone<br />introverted<br />i look to tomorrow for salvation<br />but i'm thinking altruistcally<br />and a wave of overwhelming doubt<br />turns me to stone<br />and i guess it thought my heart<br />we just haven't got time<br />to crack the maze<br />like a magic speeding clock<br />or a cancer in our cells<br />a collision in the dark<br />i guess it strunk a nerve<br />i try to close my eyes<br />but i cannot ignore the stimuli<br />if theres a purpose for us all<br />it remains a secret to me<br />don't ask me to justify my life
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