It's been a long time since I've seen
the high plains of Expectation
and I'm way past the lowlands
and the deserts of Failure and Doubt
and the last time I passed through Satisfaction
I didn't recognize a single soul there,
now I'm leaving Normal
and I'm heading for who knows where.
"Excuse me mister, is that seat taken
can I put my bag over here.
You know, this trip would go a whole lot smoother
if you'd take your hand from there.
No, I'm not from around here
and my name's not Little darlin",
why's there one in every crowd
and why do I attract them.
Funny how the smell of a Greyhound bus now
smells like a fresh start to me
and how the sound of steel belts on blacktop is now
the sound of breaking free,
but I'd trade all those cancelled tickets
for a single return fair
to a station with a loved one waiting there.
I've finally learned that there's good and bad
and that girl can do some choosing.
Of that I'm glad cause this heart and face
won't take any more bruising.
And the next time that I fall into another's arms
there's one thing of which I'll be certain
that he can bare the weight of the love I give
without considering it a burden.
It's been a long time since I saw
the high plains of Expectation
and I'm way past the lowlands
and the deserts of Failure and Doubt
and the last time I passed through Satisfaction
I felt like a stranger there,
Now I'm leaving Normal
wherever I'm heading, I don't care.
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