.I'm packing up to sing my songs, all these towns blend into one,
I'm somewhere in Madrid.
I got here on crowded trains with old guitars and a famous name,
Running like a kid, I'm running like a kid.
I carry 'round this old backpack full of CD's and Kerouac,
Living on the roa.
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