Go to the park, go to the bar
Look to your left, look to your right
Walk to a window, see yourself in it
Realize
You don’t fit in
Wrong place, right time.
The river of ties controls daily live
But it wont take part in yours.
Out of place you’ll come to see,
It is not you who walks alone.
Well your soul is still in you.
With nothing in their minds
They will keep walking and rushing
But you,
You’ll look up to the sky
And you’ll smile.
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