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Immigrant Son

 

Immigrant Son

(album: Brand New Morning - 2004)


When you climb mountains so high
And you can't pretend
When the time's passed by
Every story you have to defend

There's a wrong way you could go
And you've got to be strong
Every day you will know
Well, there's nowhere that you can belong

Standing at the station
Always waiting
He's an immigrant son
Staring, concentrating
Almost breaking
He's an immigrant son
Wonder where he's going
Some day he'll be back here again and be
Standing at the station
Always waiting
He's an immigrant son

Though you're just passing by chance
Anyone you can befriend
When you're breaking the trance
It's no beginning, no middle, no end

It's something that you won't forget
It's a thing you'll never see
Well, you won't feel there's any regret
You can be what you wanted to be

Standing at the station
Always waiting
He's an immigrant son
Staring, concentrating
Almost breaking
He's an immigrant son
Wonder where he's going
Some day he'll be back here again and be
Standing at the station
Always waiting
He's an immigrant son

Endless journey
Going nowhere
No salvation
No one will care

Wonder where he's going
Some day he'll be back here again and be
Standing at the station
Always waiting

Standing at the station
Always waiting
He's an immigrant son
Staring, concentrating
Almost breaking
He's an immigrant son
Wonder where he's going
Some day he'll be back here again and be
Standing at the station
Always waiting
He's an immigrant son

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