I haven't traveled long
Or been too far
At least not from my home
I haven't been away for more than a year
At least, as far as I know

I left my mind back in Albany
Sanity is not my friend
I may be crazy
But I'm just like you
What does that say about you then?

All that swagger in your step
Does a lot to hold the ceiling up
Match made and dense
Unlit cigarette
Self consumption

Well sure, you don't like me
I could care
And that might be a change
But it's still in the air

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Your carpets are warmer than the market
A breeze for a few solitary hours you lost
Competition grazes on your dunes

The highway the mellow memory lane
A window's down camera out
Lost to the hours of the sun

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