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What you can't outrun
I wrestle with my homesick heart
collecting damages , these roads I travel on
There's nowhere left to go
I forget to measure distance, time and space....the world stretches out before me
There's nowhere left to go
But still my feet carry me straight on, longing for a destination
I want to rest my head, and tell my heart things it will understand
Needed consolation
There's nowhere left to go
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Kelly Hawkins
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