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 Sojourn
  2004.11.20. 18:57 
Sojourn 
Sitting on the edge of an armchair  My seatbelt unfastened, shoe laces not tied  Letting the wind mess my hair  Make-up all smudged, waking up all blurry eyed 
  It's too early in the morning  For my words to come out right  Just getting used to sunshine  I'm still squinting in the light 
  And it looks like a perfect day just to get away  All the mundane has brought out the rebel I was born to be  And it feels like the perfect time just to break away  This is my life, it's desertion from the norm 
  I'm a non-conformist  I like doing stupid things  Like laughing on a train, ha  Or falling in love again 
  Television magazines  They tell how to live your life  But not how to use your brain 
  It's too early in the morning  For my words to come out right  Just getting used to sunshine  I'm still squinting in the light 
  And it looks like a perfect day just to get away  All the mundane has brought out the rebel I was born to be  And it feels like the perfect time just to break away  This is my life, it's desertion from the norm 
  I wanna do something I've never done  Dip my toe beneath the surface of  A sea that I've never seen the bottom of 
  I'm not perfect, don't have to be  Can walk around in just bare feet  I'm comfortable in my own skin  My confidence, it starts within 
  And it looks like a perfect day just to get away  All the mundane has brought out the rebel I was born to be  And it feels like the perfect time just to break away  This is my life, it's desertion from the norm 
  Desertion from the norm   
	         
		 
	        
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