| Well I ran in to some trouble and headed out toward Liberty Line
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| I heard voices going in my head, «you could be livin' more than you could be
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| dyin'.»
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| I remember when we fell in love; |
| you were the one I thought I’d never meet
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| I taste your words on the tip of my tongue; |
| they were soft and they were sweet
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| But we ran into some trouble; |
| we knew our love was slowly dyin'
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| And when we said the words that ended us, I headed out toward Liberty Line
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| The night was some kind of quiet; |
| I could almost hear myself think
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| I felt my heart was like a heavy flood; |
| I’m gonna float or I’m gonna sink
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| I was thinking we could settle down, start a family, and start a life
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| I was only two days short of asking you if you would be my wife
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| But we ran into some trouble, we met that enemy that we call time
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| Threw my guitar in the back of my car and headed out toward Liberty Line
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| I didn’t know what would be waiting there. |
| I didn’t know what I would find
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| But I knew I had to make it, make it to Liberty Line
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| They say you can’t see the forest when you’re there among the trees
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| They say it takes a separation to find some kind of clarity
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| But I feel I’m gonna make it to the line where freedom waits
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| And then this lonely prisoner can cross the border to a better state
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| Now I’m on my last stretch of road, and I don’t know what I’m gonna find
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| Maybe the sheriff will be waiting there and stop me short of Liberty Line
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| Off in the distance, I’m coming closer with every breath
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| I see a woman staring back at me. |
| I stop the car. |
| She comes up on my left
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| She said, «I didn’t know if you would make it see, I got this enemy that I call
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| time
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| But I was wondering could I hitch a ride, by the way my name is Liberty Line.»
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| I didn’t know what would be waiting there. |
| I didn’t know what I would find
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| But I knew I had to make it, make it to Liberty Line |