I'm Standing All Alone Out In The Pouring Rain
And Though It Really Isn't Like Me To Complain
I Think I'm Getting Used To It. I Feel Happy, And I Also Feel Bad
I've Never Been Here, But Somehow I Think I Have
But I'm Getting Used To It.

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I've Never Been Lost Like This
I've Never Been Lost Like This
But I Wouldn't Be Happy Anywhere Else
Nobody To Tell Us What To Do - All By Ourselves.

Don't Know How I Got Here And I Don't Know Why I Stay
The Poets All Around Are Laughing In Their Graves
Must Be Something That I Said.
This Place Is Not Like Anything I've Seen Before
The Spirits Move Around, The Houses Have No Doors
But I'm Getting Used To It
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Isn't This A Fine Hello I Wish I Hadn't Seen You Go
It's Always A Bitter Pill The Broken Mirror's Broken Still
The Letters Never Made The Post, A Thousand More I Never Wrote
And Here On Dark Unfriendly Streets, I Find The Comfort That I Seek
And I'm Happy, And I've Been Happy...
(Chorus Out...)