Walking around
Singing a song
You know the kind
You just make it up as you go along;
At Madison I stopped
To contemplate my day
Then I started back
And to my suprise I had nothing more to say;
To better define my situation
And put an end to my frustration,
I stepped into a taxi cab to go,
And even though my destination may seem a bit unclear,
The trip should serve to shed some light
On this shadow.
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