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Give me some information

Tell me the world's not that bad

Point me in some direction

Show me the map I once had

My soul needs more protection maybe

Enough will not last

Somewhere your destination

Crosses the front of my path

If we never do come back

Then I need to leave some tracks

Never have I been staring

Straight into the eyes of someone else

In between the gift of caring

I'm put upon another dusty shelf

I don't understand the thorns

In the eye of turning storms

Give me some information

Tell me the world's not that bad

Point me in some direction

Show me the map I once had

Give me some information

Tell me the world's not that bad

Give me some information

Tell me the world's not that bad ...