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I woke up this morning haunted by a dream
of an honest man without a plan or a scheme
Can I be candid? I’m stranded in someone else’s life.
I rushed to the bathroom, looked myself in the eye;
the mirror was no clearer to help me see this guy
Woke from a dream into a dream
of someone else’s life.
Hey, Mr. Postman, there’s no forwarding address
for the man who’s been replaced
by this disgraceful hot mess
My crystal ball is muddy
so the rest is anybody’s best guess.
Life is a mystery, a clue or two at best
and sometimes we play our cards
too close to the vest
I guess I’m folding,
I’ve been sold into someone else’s life
Those dreams of one day finding fortune and fame
all on my own fine terms, not playing anyone’s game
they fade into Monday in the din
of dingy corporate shame.
Old dog, new tricks, I’ll tread water somehow
Long haul, quick fix, feet don’t fail me now
Well, how did I get here, livin’ someone else’s life?
While I wasn’t watching, I failed to see
I turned into who I pretended to be
The ruse has cost me, I’m lost in someone else’s life.
And when at last the fateful day does arise
and the whole tableau goes passing before my eyes—
hey, something’s wrong here…
that’s somebody else’s life.
I don’t belong here…
driven to the edge and wedged
into someone else’s life.