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Letras: Uncle Tupelo. Looking For A Way Out.

When you find you can't somehow
Make it like all the rest
You won't need to scrounge
Around for someone else

Torn between the unknown
And the place that you call home
And the life you want
But have never known

There was a time
You could put it out of your mind
Leave it all behind
There was a time
That time is gone

What has a life of fifty years
In this town done for you
Except to earn your name
Place on a barstool

You spent your whole life in this county
You've never been out of state
You say, you're gonna
Make it out before it's too late

There was a time
You could put it out of your mind
Leave it all behind
There was a time
That time is gone

There was a time when nothing seemed
To make much sense
That's turned more intense
And all the crutches you've kept around
Now are nowhere to be found

Remember when you didn't have
To look ahead or behind you
There was always something
Right there to do

But now it's life in some kind
Of trap looking for a way out
Well, you keep moving on
That's what it's all about

There was a time
You could put it out of your mind
Leave it all behind
There was a time
That time is gone