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Jun 2014
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                                        we know the long road

Come
Child

The day calls for some form of rebelliousness



Trained to hurt
Trained to ****

Trained to live with
Total indifference

To every important thing

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                                (the long road)



We pass each other by so indifferently

Just as we've been trained to do

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Come away with me

The day calls out for some sort of rebelliousness

Come away with me

Yes that would be the thing to do
Written by
jeffrey robin
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