I've been out of the cradle, enter endlessly rocking Shirking sleep, out of my bed ever tossing Untold of nights lost in the midnight slump pacing American dream, through the thoroughfare chasing.
Yellow-lined pavement, to others holds meaning. For people unclear, on the street they lay bleeding Entreating their fleeting hope into their basin American dream, through the thoroughfare chasing.
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