I think I'll move on elsewhere
I think I'll start a new life
I think I'll start it over
Where no one knows my name.
I'll get out of fucking Oakville,
I'm tired of the weather.
I think I'll get a lover
And do this all again
I think I'll move on elsewhere
I think that I'm just tired.
I think I need a new town
To leave this all behind
I think I need a sunrise
I'm tired of this sunset
It can be nice in the summer
Some snow would be nice....
Elsewhere.
Where no one knows my name.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
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