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A Thousand Miles Away

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Estimated time of arrival 9.30 a.m.
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Been up before the sun and now I'm tired before I even begin
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(Now you're flying) I got so much work in front of me,
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(Really flying) it stretches out far as the eye can see
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I can see
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Spend half my life in airports doing crosswords and attempting to sleep
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And when the bar is open then you'll often find me warming a seat
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(Now you're flying) I never find a place where I can stay
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(Really flying) I'd rather be a thousand miles away
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Thousand miles away
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Working for yourself sometimes ain't all that it's cracked up to be
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It can be as lonely at the top as at the bottom of that corporate tree
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(Now you're flying) I'm told I'm going places - who can say?
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(Really flying) I might arrive but I'll be gone the very next day
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I must be on my way
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A thousand miles away

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Promised to myself someday I'd take the time and try to make sense
Out of all those opportunities I've lost from trying to sit on the fence