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| Erik Johansson |
I don’t know a soul who’s not been battered.
I don’t have a friend who feels at ease.
I don’t know a dream that’s not been shattered,
or driven to its knees.
But it’s all right, it’s all right--
I've lived so well so long.
Still, when I think of the road we’re traveling on,
I wonder what went wrong.
I can’t help it, I wonder what’s gone wrong.
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