söndag 19 augusti 2012

Runaway

Young girl ain't got no chances
No roots to keep her strong
She's shed all pretenses
That someday she'll belong
Some folks call her a runaway
A failure in the race
But she knows where her ticket takes her
She will find her place in the sun.

- Tracy Chapman, She's got her ticket

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