Preoccupation

What is on the way
That I think
But I can't explain it
Somehow
Somewhere down

What is on the way
That I think
But I can't explain it
Somehow
Somewhere down

What is gone?
Only people and time
Standin' tall
Covered cities and signs

Well I've wandered the westside
And I've captured your open road
But this feelin' of preoccupation
Makes life whole
Makes life whole

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What is on the way
That I think
But I can't explain it
Somehow
Somewhere down

What is on thе way
That I think
But I can't explain it
Somehow
Somewhеre down

But this is all
Only people and time
Paint is gone
Only rivets and vines

Well I've wandered the westside
And I've laughed at your broken roads
But this feelin' of preoccupation
Makes life whole
Makes life whole

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