Everybody’s talkin’ at me
I don’t hear a word they’re saying
Only the echoes of my mind
People stop and stare
I can’t see their faces
Only the shadows of their eyes

I’m going where the sun keeps shining
Through the pouring rain
Going where the weather suits my clothes
Banking off of the Northeast winds
Sailing on summer breeze
Skipping over the ocean like a storm

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