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All the happy couples on their way to New Orleans 
Reminding me of when we got along 
They're only renting time and space to fill up with their dreams 
And dreams are what they'll have when they have gone 
How could it be that I was born without a clue to carry on 
And still it is the same now I am older 
Armed with just a will and then this love for singing songs 
And minding less and less if I am colder 

But I have this funny ache and it's burning in my chest 
And it spreads just like a fire inside my body 
Is it something God left out in my spirit or my flesh 
Would I be saved if I were brave and had a baby 

It was never clear what would come but that's the risk and that's the test 
And you were the only one so far to follow 
And no one talks about when one might stop and need to rest 
Or how long you sit alone before you stop looking back 
It's like you're waiting for Godot 
And then you pick your sorry ass up off the street and 
Go... 

And what the hell is this? Who made this bloody mess? 
And someone always answers like a martyr 
Is it something you should know, did you never do your best 
Would you be saved if you were brave and just tried harder 

So now I ride the ought one thirtyfive to New Orleans 
I float a mile above life's toil and trouble 
A thousand lonely lifetimes I still wait and then go on 
A clown to entertain the happy couples

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