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Is this me?

I’ll say it to myself so you don’t think that I’m crazy

This club is soulless and I think that I would rather be

Writing the pages of a book that you’ll read quietly

Inside your house all by yourself, that’s where I want to be

Rock 'n' roll

I never aimed to own the stage or to sell my soul

I’d rather write a book with characters whose lives unfold

And bring you coffee in the morning when outside it’s cold

While you read the first draft, «Ah,» you say, «this is gold!»

In a dream

That’s where I am until I find the literary stream

And then I’ll swim to save my life and write a book about your wife

And how she sits inside her house all day and writes, and writes

The pages bound, the crowd applauding at the writer’s fair

Each person takes a copy home to bed and holds it there

Holds it there

Holds it there

Holds it there

Holds it there

Holds it there

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