Lyrics Something, Somewhere, Sometime - Ben Sollee , Daniel Martin Moore
                                                Sometimes 
                                                    i 
                                                feel 
                                                like 
                                                an 
                                                arrow
 
                                    
                                
                                                Fired 
                                                at 
                                                something, 
                                                somewhere, 
                                                long 
                                                ago
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whether 
                                                it 
                                                moved, 
                                                or 
                                                    i 
                                                missed, 
                                                where 
                                                i'm 
                                                bound
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                don't 
                                                yet 
                                                know
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                you 
                                                see 
                                                me 
                                                coming
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'll 
                                                probably 
                                                pass 
                                                you 
                                                by
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                my 
                                                way 
                                                to 
                                                something, 
                                                somewhere, 
                                                sometime
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sometimes 
                                                    i 
                                                find 
                                                myself 
                                                reeling,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Listing 
                                                and 
                                                rolling 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                plastic 
                                                sea
 
                                    
                                
                                                Their 
                                                signs 
                                                and 
                                                signals 
                                                bidding 
                                                for 
                                                attention 
                                                from 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                turn 
                                                on 
                                                your 
                                                sleigh 
                                                and 
                                                    i 
                                                will 
                                                turn 
                                                on 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                we'll 
                                                hum 
                                                and 
                                                go 
                                                like
 
                                    
                                
                                                Something, 
                                                somewhere, 
                                                sometime
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                if 
                                                i've 
                                                wounded 
                                                you, 
                                                i'm 
                                                sorry
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                had 
                                                good 
                                                intentions
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                i've 
                                                wounded 
                                                you, 
                                                i'm 
                                                sorry
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                happens 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                remind 
                                                me 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                reason
 
                                    
                                
                                                Had 
                                                by 
                                                someone 
                                                so 
                                                many 
                                                years 
                                                ago
 
                                    
                                
                                                Send 
                                                words 
                                                through 
                                                wires, 
                                                build 
                                                highways 
                                                from 
                                                coast 
                                                to 
                                                coast
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                those 
                                                words 
                                                fell 
                                                short, 
                                                your 
                                                roads 
                                                have 
                                                worn 
                                                with 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                our 
                                                way 
                                                to 
                                                something, 
                                                somewhere, 
                                                sometime
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                if 
                                                i've 
                                                wounded 
                                                you, 
                                                i'm 
                                                sorry
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                had 
                                                good 
                                                intention
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                i've 
                                                wounded 
                                                you, 
                                                i'm 
                                                sorry
 
                                    
                                
                                                Cause 
                                                it 
                                                happens 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sometimes 
                                                    i 
                                                feel 
                                                like 
                                                an 
                                                arrow
 
                                    
                                
                                                Fired 
                                                at 
                                                something, 
                                                somewhere, 
                                                long 
                                                ago
 
                                    
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