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It’s not the first time
That I’ve been away
But it feels so sad and lonely
Standing in this place
Such a fine actor
And yet I forgot
That none of these lines would ever
Take me to somewhere that I’d call home
Whatever happened
To words that I read
It looks like I’ve always known
Exactly where to stand
I’ll be as quiet
As afternoon rain
Dead-eyed and waiting for your car to skid away
I know you couldn’t see it but
It was never right for me to stay.
RB: Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Drums, Percussions
Written, recorded, mixed and not mastered at home and in
assorted garages by Ruggero Bianchin – Nov. 2013
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