where you belong

I guess I got tired / of the national routine / so I packed my bags and headed out / to somewhere in between / where all the decisions / are free to make themselves / and the prisoners of position / pace around their newborn cells / but ooohh / it’s the same thing here / you head straight for the rain / and remember a song / while you wait for a train that will take you / to where you belong / they’re serving the minors / but the minors still want more / to fill the space that used to be the place / they came here for / it’s a fast route to tomorrow / when you’re passed out through today / but the head of dreams you’re dreaming / is the only place that you’ll stay / but ooohh / it’s the same thing here / you head straight for the rain / and remember a song / while you wait for a train that will take you / to where you belong / where you belong.

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