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Ian Moss
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Telephone Booth
I can't hide it, so good to be here. Lost in transit, out on a free year. There's no truth, eyeing me sideways.
Just a telephone booth, on a highway.
I ain't hiding, there's been no breakdown. Where I'm aiming, I see the sundown. One horizon, eyeing me sideways.
Just a telephone booth, on a highway.
Everything for miles, is high on the silence. Everything's my way. Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Where I'm calling, there's no religion. No-one falling, my absolution. Is all truth, eyeing me sideways.
In a telephone booth, On a highway.
I stand ready, for any new direction. That the sun may lead me down. Everything for miles, is high on the silence. Everything's my way.
In a telephone booth, On a highway.
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