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Shadows Are Falling And I've Been Here All Day/it's Too Hot To Sleep, Time Is Running Away/feel Like My Soul Has Turned Into Steel/i've Still Got The Scars That The Sun Didn't Heal.

People Are Going To Say, ‘well, It’s Not Very Truthful.’ But A Songwriter Doesn’t Care About What’s Truthful. What He Cares About Is What Should’ve Happened, What Could’ve Happened. That’s Its Own Kind Of Truth. It’s Like People Who Read Shakespeare Plays, But They Never See A Shakespeare Play. I Think They Just Use His Name.

I Had Ambitions To Set Out And Find, Like An Odyssey Or Going Home Somewhere, Set Out To Find This Home That I'd Left A While Back And Couldn't Remember Exactly Where It Was, But I Was On My Way There. And Encountering What I Encountered On The Way Was How I Envisioned It All. I Didn't Really Have Any Ambition At All. I Was Born Very Far From Where I'm Supposed To Be, And So, I'm On My Way Home, You Know?

Last Night I Danced With A Stranger, But She Just Reminded Me You Were The One.

I've Been Up The Mountain And I Had A Choice. Should I Come Down? So I Came Down. God Said, Okay, You've Been Up On The Mountain, Now You Go Down. You're On Your Own, Free. Check In Later, But Now You're On Your Own.