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Been gone a long time I kind of lost my way, can't find it And I caught a short ride To the grave and back this season I can try to get by But every time I start to panic I'm a little bit shy A bit strange and a little bit manic La da-da-dah, da-da-da-dah La da-da-dah, da-da-da-dah-dah La da-da-dah, da-da-da-dah La da-da-dah, da-da-da-dah-dah I went to a wishing well It sank to the ocean floor Cut up by sharper rocks And ashed up along the shore I reached for a shooting star It burned a hole through my hand It made its way through my heart Had fun in the promise land On the narrowing line What a way to sort my troubles In a very short time SongtexteGonna pop, better duck and cover Can you figure me out? I got caught like a little kid stealing Did I say it too loud? A bit hard or a little misleading La da-da-dah, da-da-da-dah La da-da-dah, da-da-da-dah-dah La da-da-dah, da-da-da-dah La da-da-dah, da-da-da-dah-dah I went to a wishing well It sank to the ocean floor Cut up by sharper rocks And ashed up along the shore I reached for a shooting star It burned a hole through my hand It made its way through my heart Had fun in the promise land Aus Songtexte Mania