There's a map of the world on the wall in your room Green pins where you want to go White pins where you've been, there isn't even ten And your already feeling old
Pretty faces stare back from a magazine stack That you read when you're feeling bored Look through a telescope lens it doesn't make sense You think you've been there before
Some far off feeling, some up close kind of ache A wide screen reason to look the other way
There's a place by the lake that you go when it's late In the summer when the crowds are gone You sit all alone with your thoughts getting stoned Just waiting for some peace to come
Like the thing that you tried that you thought that you liked For a minute then it all felt wrong So you change it again all your clothes, all your friends It's the same as it ever was
That far off feeling, that up close kind of ache Some wide screen reason to look the other way
It's the road that you paved over indian graves And you wonder why your dreams are crazed So you cling to wife, your kids, your life There's nothing that your gonna save
Put the razor to your face, hot water for a shave Kill the shadow of yesterday Clean shirt, clean pants, clean slate, second chance You're going by another name
Some far off feeling, an up close kind of ache That instant karma always comes to late
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