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Know a man, his face seemed pulled and tense
Like he's riding on a motorbike, in the strongest winds
So I approach with tact; suggest that he should relax
But he's always moving much too fast
Said he'll see me on the flipside, on this trip he's taken for a ride
He's been taking, too much on, there he goes
with his perfectly, unkempt clothes; there he goes
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He's yet to come back, but I see his picture
Doesn't look the same up on the rack, we go way back
I wonder bout his insides, it's like his thought are too big for his size
He's been taking; where I don't know; off he goes
with his perfectly, unkept hopes; there he goes
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And now I rub my eyes, for he has returned
Seems my preconceptions are what should have been burned
For he still smiles; and he's still strong
Nothing's changed but the surrounding bullshit; that has grown
And now he's home and we're laughing
Like we always did, my same old, same old friend,
until a quarter to ten, I saw the strain creep in
He seemed distracted and I know just what is going to happen next;
before his first step, he is off again
Solo
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