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Hopefuls

I sleep and travel in my car Along the way I make my pay by nightly gigs in bars One dream, one vision burns in my mind That one day will be my turn for a contract to sign There is fame and fortune doing what I do best To me every bar or whole in the wall is another concert, must give it all nothing less Forget the idea of me being a wannabe, I am not a dime a dozen I have no hook ups, I am nobody's cousin Music and song come from within It is the true beauty that lies below the skin I hear there is American Idol auditions in the next town All the hype, glitter, lights and sounds The line is a mile long Everyone wanting to finish their unfinished song This is their therapy, a way to cleanse their souls So much untapped talent here, they are all hopefuls Excitement, nervousness, tension in the air Becoming a big star is a dream we all share

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