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Standing in the middle of the stage
microphone taped to my face
singing my heart out
Handcuffing the mass murder who
has been loose for decades
lowering his head
into the cop car
This place, that place, there are so many in which I can be,
But I choose that one, the one where I can be free.
It can be a place where the sun shines at the crack of dawn,
A place that is so dreamy it can make me yawn.
This place is there for me night and day,