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A poet lied to me And I took it as fact But it's not fair to blame Jack Kerouac 'Cause I traded it all in For some place to get lost I burned my bridges And I swam across I really never meant to be gone so long And then when I go back, I go back to find you gone Now I've seen the road And it's no more real Than a walk across The kitchen floor But it's something I can't shake And I can't forget Like a smoker needs A morning cigarette I really never meant to be gone so long And then when I go back, I go back to find you gone From airport I Took a yellow cab Was a soft, grey rain As it drove me back Your flight set you down Across the sea Looks like we've both Got the same disease I really never meant to be gone so long And then when I go back, I go back to find you gone I find it pretty hard now to stay still long So I reckon when you get back, you'll get back to find me gone |