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Somewhere
Kate Klim
©2011
Everybody’s sleeping, everyone but me
I’m tossing and turning
Sirens in the distance, what else could it be
Oh something’s burning… somewhere
Somwhere it’s the morning
Somewhere it’s the dawn
Far across the ocean
Maybe that’s where I belong
Off in some hotel room
A light just flickered on
The lights are always on somewhere
Somewhere someone’s smoking their first cigarette
At a bus stop, at a party
It just started raining, someone’s soaking wet
Oh in Portland, or Jersey, something’s ending, something’s starting somewhere
Somewhere there’s a park bench
Tucked between the trees
In the shadow of a skyline
Maybe that’s where I’m supposed to be
Somewhere there’s a stranger
Who’s just as strange as me… somewhere, oh somewhere
And the more I want the more I wander
The more I dream the less I sleep
And we set our sights on the land just over yonder
We call it home, but will it ever be, but will it ever be
Everybody’s sleeping, everyone but me
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