Hedwig hits the spot
You’re running up and down that hill
You turn it on and off at will
There’s nothing here to thrill or bring you down
And if you’ve got no other choice
You know you can follow my voice
Through the dark turns and noise
Of this wicked little town
And there’s no mystical design, No cosmic lover preassigned. There’s nothing you can find that can not be found. ‘Cause with all the changes you’ve been through It seems the stranger’s always you. Alone again in some new Wicked little town. Love me some Hedwig. Random noter guy. 🙂
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