LYRIC

This morning, pressed itself into my eyes,
With so much nameless light, I couldn't catch if I tried.
And every device, every device, I had, I used but it's no use.
The distance will get the better of me again.

'Cause every streets got somewhere to take me,
And every stranger's got something to tell me.
I'll take it, or leave it, if I don't, need it.
And I won't take any, won't take any souvenirs.

Broken wide, broken lines direct us,
And highway signs bless us.
And I can't wait, to get lost, get outta here.
It's all money over mind, over matter of miles of nothin', nothing here.

The face is so convincing,
They make you believe, make you believe in nothing.
No I can't see it, and I won't, be it.
And I won't take any, won't take any souvenirs.

I can't wait, I can't wait.
I can't wait, I can't wait.

'Cause every streets got somewhere to take me.
And every stranger's got something to tell me.
I'll take it, or leave it, if I don't need it,
And I won't take any, no I won't take any,
No I won't take any, won't take any souvenirs.

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