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I took off for a weekend last month just to try recall the whole year
All of the faces and all of the places,
wondering where they all disappeared.

I didn't ponder the question too long 
I was hungry and went out for a bite
Ran into a chum with a bottle of rum
and we wound up drinking all night

It's those changes in latitudes 
changes in attitudes,
nothing remains quite the same
All of our running and all of our cunning
if we couldn't laugh we would all go insane

reading departure signs in some big airports
remind me of the places I've been
Visions of good times that brought so much pleasure
makes me want to go back again

If it suddenly ended tomorrow
I could somehow adjust to the fall
good times and riches and son of a bitches
I've seen more than I can recall 

These changes in latitiudes
changes in attitudes
nothing remains quite the same
through all of the island and all of the highlands
if we couldn't laugh we would all go insane

I think about Paris when I'm high on red wine
I wish I could jump on a plane
So many nights I just dream of the ocean
God I wish I was sailing again

Yesterday's over my shoulder
so I can't look back for too long
there's just too much to see
waiting in front of me
and I know that I just can't go wrong

With those's those changes in attitudes
changes in latitudes
nothing remains quite the same
with all of my running and all of my cunning 
If we couldn't laugh we would all go insane
If we couldn't laugh we would all go insane
If we weren't all crazy we would go insane.

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Submitted by: tacossouth on November 20, 2021