Arm to Arm

Another fucking day,

it's still a nine to five, I swear.

I don't want to reach the top.

I don't want to be a millionaire.

I know that it may sound crazy,

but it's driving me insane.

Staring out the window of another fucking train.

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We're walking...

Arm to arm. I won't follow.

Arm to arm. I won't lead.

Arm to arm. Beside me until tomorrow.

Arm to arm. You're walking arm to arm with me.

I'm feeling kind of homesick

when I smell the old pine tree.

I felt you in the breeze,

I close my eyes, it's not so easy for me.

Once or twice, three times a charm.

We were walking arm to arm.

I wanted that for so damn long,

but now it's gone. I've never been so wrong.

(Drop me a line.)

Tell me everything that I've been missing.

(Won't you drop me a line.)

Tell me where you're gonna be when I get home.

2000 years more

won't end this war, my brother.

Half empty, half full.

You're pushing, I'm pulling.

Back in '96, sometimes I sit and reminisce.

Took the train to Hoboken, I didn't know it then, but that is

when I found my place outside this so-called structured life.

Married to my only love and music is my wife.

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