Im passing sleeping cities
Fading by degrees
Not believing all I see to be so

Im flyin over backyards
Country homes and ranches
Watching life between the branches below

And its hard to say
Who you are these days
But you run on anyway
Dont you baby?

You keep running for another place
To find that saving grace...

 

(Tom Petty, Saving Grace 2006)

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