Paroles This Invisible Life de The Floating Men

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I don't ever get lost anymore

I'm never falling behind

'Cause I don't care where I wind up sleeping

And nobody notices what time I arrive

It feels like a Sunday morning out

I'm guessing it's June

Maybe that highway leads to paradise

Maybe it leads to the fountain of youth



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I'm going to hire me a spotlight

And the finest crowd that money can buy

I'm going to build me a grandstand

And stand around staring down at the barren ground

Of this invisible life



I don't dream about wealth anymore

And I don't let myself dream about fame

And I refuse to dream about the poacher's daughter

Or the laughter at midnight in the mud and the rain

I've given up on ever joining the rodeo

But I'd still make one hell of a spy

I know I'll never be a Hollywood Romeo

I'm too easy to see through and so hard to find



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It's a glorious world out here

And I'm a glorious man

And it's a glorious day to wait around for a tow truck

With both axles stuck in the sugar-white sand

It feels like a Sunday morning out

Hell, maybe it's noon

Maybe that highway leads to the ocean

And maybe it leads to the moon



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