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DSometimes I Gfeel like I am Emleaving life Dbehind
DMy hands are Amovin' Gfaster than the Emmovement of my Dmind
DThoughts and Ggenerations of my Emdreams of my dreams are yet Dunborn
DHope that AI can Gfind them 'fore my Emmovin' gets too Bmworn
DIf only AI could Glive to see the Emdawning Gof the Ddawn
DReGpeat throughout song
So we go on moving trying to make this image real
Straining every nerve not knowing what we really feel
Straining every nerve ending and everybody sees
That what they read in the Rolling Stone has really come to be
And trying to avoid a taste of that reality
On an early New York mornin' a mirror in the hall
Showed to me a face I didn't know at all
Lines were drawn around a pair of eyes that opened wide
When I looked into the mouth there was nothing left inside
So I walked into the little room and whistled like a sigh
As dawn light closed around me my head was still in gear
Thinking thoughts of playing more and singing loud and clear
Trying to reach a friend somewhere and make that person smile
Maybe pull myself away from that old lonesome mile
That often comes to haunt me in the morning
EmAll my friends keep Bmtelling me that Ait would be a Dshame
To Dbreak up such a Emgrand success and Bmtear apart a Dname
EmBut all I know is Bmwhat I feel Awhenever I'm not Dplayin'
EmEmptiness ain't Bmwhere it's at and neither's feeling Apain
Well now what is going to happen now is anybody's guess
If I can't spend my time with love I guess I need a rest
Time is getting late now and the sun is getting low
My body's getting tired of carryin' another's load
And sunshine's waiting for me a little further down the road
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