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Thursday - "Turnpike Divides"

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There's a thousand black cars

Driving around in my blood stream

I'd have to take a thousand pills

To find out where their headlights lead.

Is it cold New York?

Is it freezing in your bed?

Because I caught a deep chill

When I went over the Hudson again.

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It's alright, counting city lights,

Where the Turnpike divides,

Waving goodbye to my former life.

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I don't want to be a self-medicator

But it's hard to sleep when you're born to run.

I'm sick of living life in the Garden State Trap

But all the roads are pointing home again.

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Holy Cross has got a headstone all picked out for me

And my only job is to walk around

until I fall down at its feet.

Maybe home is just the place you can never escape:

From the Camden City graves

to the edge of the Palisades

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It's alright, counting city lights,

Where the Turnpike divides,

Waving goodbye to my former life.

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I don't want to be a self-medicator

But it's hard to sleep when you're born to run.

I'm sick of living life in the Garden State Trap

But all the roads are pointing home again.

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And I'll be counting the city lights

Blinking on and off tonight as life passes by

And I'm left behind, standing on the shoulder

of the Jersey Turnpike.

Buildings seem to rise like coffins full

of stars getting buried in the sky.

You want to laugh and dance,

to be free? Well, alright

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I've been thinking

about those days I wanted to sleep

And you'd wake me up just before you'd leave

And I'd fall back into a dream:

Walking in fresh city snow

that you'd never seen

And I'd never leave your side.