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I`m looking for those old familiar facesIn the places I left behindAll the Townsons, Barnes and StacesAnd some good old friends of mineBecause everyone is someoneThat I seem to recognizeMust be the old familiar facesIn their eyesI`m walking down these streets that have no signpostsIn a language that I knowAnd I never will belong hereAnd it`s clear that one day I`ll goBut when I turn the cornerThere`s another memoryWhy don`t those old familiar facesLet me beI used to live a life without a presentAnd no need to go back whenBut now I see the truth so clearlyAnd I want it her back againShe hosts the ghosts of peopleIn the shadows all aroundUntil the old familiar facesFill this townEveryday I feel the sun shine strongerOn the dark side of my heartAnd people look like strangers nowThat I can`t tell apartSo I smile and nod politelyLike they`re friends that I once knewI`ve found those old familiar facesIn you

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