[intro sample:]
I wish they wouldn’t laugh.
I’ve been driving for some time / and the towns look the same. /
This town feels very different, / as though I’ve been here before. /
This looks like the old school-yard where we both used to play. /
And the kids in that building, / they look just like our friends. /
Something about / this place / makes me lose a grip on time and space. /
I haven’t seen you for years, / but I feel you could be here right now. /
And I know it’s strange, / yes I know it’s strange, / that you could be here with me now. /
Days spent staring at highways, / strange effects on the brain. /
I can tell I’m not dreaming, / I know I’m wide awake! /
I’m sure I saw the theatre / that burnt down in `83 - /
And I followed the harley / that had your number-plate. /
Something about this place / makes me lose a grip on time and space. /
I haven’t seen you for years, / but I feel you could be here right now. /
And I know it’s strange, / yes I know it’s strange, / that you could be here with me now. /
[whispers:] there’s something about this place... |
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