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Where have I misplaced it The object with which I'm obsessed I guess I'll have to face it I couldn't live to please much less Chorus: Now my thoughts are drawn to a distant land Materialistic ways are prohibited Everyone looks out for the good of man Instead of looking out for their possessions I don't know what I'm thinking It doesn't matter anyway But all those around me Have souls that don't just fade away |