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• Artiste: Old Man Luedecke
• Titre: Wrong Side of the Country
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In Vancouver, I bury my youth here End of the road come, my eyes were wide and blind I tried to live in, the myths I've given My imagination since I was eight or nine That I'm a rambler, true love handler Running on the fuel of music and wine By downtown fountains, I laid me down by mountains I laid me down to sleep and when I sleep I cry I'm on the wrong side of the country On the wrong side of my mind On the wrong side of the country my love And man, I am hard to find Guess I'm no traveler, I'm a soul unraveler But living in me is a map of the country Made miscalculations on the size of nations But when the cold winds blow you can't sleep out at night So I sit here broke down, in flat near Chinatown Waiting for tea, wondering why when I speak I cry