We couldn't all be cowboys
So some of us are clowns
And some of us are dancers on the midway
We roam from town to town
I hope that everybody
Can find a little flame
Me, I say my prayers
Then I just light myself on fire
And I walk out on the wire once again
And I say:
Goodnight Elizabeth
Goodnight Elizabeth
Goodnight.
- Counting Crows
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