Not been here since I was a boy
The sky unwrapped, the world my toy
A movie reel a million miles long
On and on...
Scene after scene passes by my life
The window's a wound. The road is a knife
The irony, ask me, 'where have you been?'
I don't know, I don't know
Because I don't know where to begin
Too much to do, too much to see
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