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Know a man... His face pulled and tense...
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Like he's riding on a motorbike... in the strongest winds
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So I approach with tact... suggest that he should relax
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But he's always moving much too fast
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Said he'll see me on the flipside... of this trip he's taken for a ride
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He's been takin'... too much on... off he goes
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with his perfectly un--kept clothes... there he goes
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He's yet to come back... but I see his picture
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Doesn't look the same up on the rack... we go way back
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I wonder 'bout his insides... it's like his thoughts are too big for his size
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He's been taken... Where? I don't know... off he goes
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with his perfectly un--kept hope... there he goes
(repeat chorus riff)
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And now I rub my eyes... for he has returned
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Seems my preconceptions are what should have been burned
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For he still smiles... and he's still strong
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Nothing's changed but the surrounding bullshit... that has grown
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And now he's home and we're laughing
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Like we always did... my same old... same old friend
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Until a quarter to ten... I saw the strain creep in
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He seemed distracted and I know just what is going to hap-pen next
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Before his first step... he is off again