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Oct 2012
I don't know why the cars are still driving
Down and up the road
I don't know why the sky is blue
Or the clouds do what they're told

I don't know why the wind whispers through
This deserted run down town
I don't know how everyone keeps going
Even though you're not around
Shelby Young
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