October 21, 2008

Concrete Wasteland

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I don't really know what makes me ramble so
Some day I'll find out what it's all about
That keeps me on the go

Some say I'm running from reality's scheme
Trying to find peace of mind
They're faceless people with no distant dreams
I'm just following mine

So if seeking dreams is my trend
Then my travelling days will never end
For it's difficult to find all the wonders of my mind
As I wait for the road's last bend


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Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody out there?
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Why does cyberspace have to seem so impersonal? Am I the only one left in a sea of clones?
Who is this "I" anyway?

2 comments:

  1. I'm always asking that question, I'm always wondering if there is anybody out there, someone who gives a damn or someone who understands what goes on in my head. I wish such a person was out there.

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  2. That bit was a specific reference to this song- I didn't really make that clear.

    I've also already written about the album and the context...

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