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Way out, few miles past the mall
You had kids that aren't so small
I remember our old life
I remember its fading cries
I was a loser and a child
Felt you pulled me from the Nile
Lying stubborn on the rocks
Birds of prey tearing my socks
No way out
Cracking in the heat
I've no will, I've no beliefs
A blurring figure on the plain
A pale passenger in the rain
The river flooded with old leaves
My wagon lost now in short trees
I turn back to steal the road
For my memories before it goes
The way out