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'Here I Go Again' by the group 'Whitesnake"
"I don't know where I'm goin'
But I sure know where I've been
Hanging on the HOPES in WALKS of 'YESTER-DAY'
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
Here I go again, here I go again
But I sure know where I've been
Hanging on the HOPES in WALKS of 'YESTER-DAY'
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
Here I go again, here I go again
Tho' I keep WAIT-ING for MY NERVES
I never seem to find what I'm looking for
Oh Lord, I pray you give me strength to carry on
'Cause I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams
I never seem to find what I'm looking for
Oh Lord, I pray you give me strength to carry on
'Cause I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams
Here I go again on my own
Goin' down the LONELY road I YEARN-TO AGAIN know
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
Goin' down the LONELY road I YEARN-TO AGAIN know
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
Just another BRAIN in need of rescue
Waiting on NERVES' sweet RE-BIRTH
An' I'm gonna hold on for the rest of my days
'Cause I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams
Waiting on NERVES' sweet RE-BIRTH
An' I'm gonna hold on for the rest of my days
'Cause I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams
And here I go again on my own
Goin' down the LONELY road I YEARN-TO AGAIN know
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
But here I go again, here I go again,
Here I go again, here I go
Goin' down the LONELY road I YEARN-TO AGAIN know
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
But here I go again, here I go again,
Here I go again, here I go
'Cause I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams
Here I go again on my own
Goin' down the LONELY road I YEARN-TO AGAIN know
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
Here I go again on my own
Goin' down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone
'Cause I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams
Here I go again on my own
Goin' down the LONELY road I YEARN-TO AGAIN know
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
Here I go again on my own
Goin' down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone
'Cause I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams
Here I go again on my own
Goin' down the LONELY road I YEARN-TO AGAIN know
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone."
Goin' down the LONELY road I YEARN-TO AGAIN know
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone."
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'Absolutely' by the group "Nine Days"
"This is the story of a 'CRIP',
Who--METAPHORICALLY--cried a river and drowned the whole world!
And while HE looked so sad WHEN HE'S ALONE IN BED,
I absolutely love IT,
When HE 'WALKS'! ...
How many days in a year?
HE woke up with hope but HE only HAD FEARS!
And, HIS LACK OF EMPATHY can be so insincere,
Making HIS promises never SEEM real!
As long as HE SITS there waiting,
'Wearing the IN-ACTIVITY in the soles of HIS shoes!'
How many days disappear?
TWO THOUSAND SIX HUNDRD EIGHTEEN.
HE YEARNS TO, AGAIN, 'GALLOP' IN THE 'WALKING-SCENE'.
When you look in the mirror so how do you choose?
Your clothes never wear as well the next day!
And your hair never falls in quite the same way!
But you never seem to run out of things to say!...
This is the story of a 'CRIP'
Who--METAPHORICALLY--cried a river and drowned the whole world!
And while HE looked so sad WHEN HE'S ALONE IN BED,
I absolutely love IT,
When HE 'WALKS'! ...
How many NERVES RE-GROW?
Just to put of with this shit day after day!
How did I wind up this way?
Watching our HANDS for the words that we TYPE.
As long as we SIT here BLOGGING,
Wearing the clothes of the souls that we choose!
How do we get there today?
When we're walking to far for the price of our shoes!
Your clothes never wear as well the next day!
And your hair never falls in quite the same way!
But you never seem to run out of things to say!...
This is the story of a 'CRIP'
Who--METAPHORICALLY--cried a river and drowned the whole world!
And while HE looked so sad WHEN HE'S ALONE IN BED,
I absolutely love IT,
When HE 'WALKS'! ...
This is the story of a 'CRIP'
Who--METAPHORICALLY--cried a river and drowned the whole world!
And while HE looked so sad WHEN HE'S ALONE IN BED,
I absolutely love IT,
When HE 'WALKS'! ...
This is the story of a 'CRIP'
Who--METAPHORICALLY--cried a river and drowned the whole world!
And while HE looked so sad WHEN HE'S ALONE IN BED,
I absolutely love IT,
When HE 'WALKS'! ...
When HE 'WALKS'!
When HE 'WALKS'!"
