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Never Really There

John Porter
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John Porter


I was never really there, I left before I awoke
Zigzags, lines, circles, call them what you may
A strange language was being spoke
I was buried before they carried me away
Even before they mailed down the lid

I was never really there
I was never really there

Some hang themselves on crosses
Some burn themselves in Hell
Some get destroyed by their monsters
Some live the tale to tell

But they buried me before I could lay myself down
Before I saw the light of day

I was never really there
I was never really there

Had my smoke, finished my drink
Pull on my coat, be on my way
Back to my guitar, there's a new song to play
But they buried me before I made it up
Before I even had my say

I was never really there
I was never really there



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