"Nomad" genre: Guitar Rock
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	CD: 2001 Demo   Label: Independant Credits: Words: Morrison Music: Nobody's Hero
	Lyrics Some souls are born to fly, Pin them down they wither and die, Restless spirit watching the sky. The solemn child who never cried, There’s something deeper in his eyes, It’s not always age that makes you wise. His weight in gold couldn’t hold him down, Always looking to a different town, Beyond all boundaries is where he’s bound. Stop for a second the horizon calls, Got to scale these city walls, What is want when you want nothing at all. Forever drawn unto the unknown, The only way he’s ever known, The seed to give him roots was never sown. Always seeking something more, Always just as hungry as before, A soul set out to sea seeking distant shores. Familiarity breeds contempt, The messenger forgot why he was sent, Hell he never even knew what the damn thing meant. Aye - Hey yeah-yeah, Aye - Hey yeah-yeah, Aye - Hey yeah-yeah, He found the truth turned around and walked away again. There’s nowhere left to go – Nowhere else to go. There’s nowhere left to go – Nowhere else to go. Aye - Hey yeah-yeah, Aye - Hey yeah-yeah, Aye - Hey yeah-yeah, He found the truth turned around and walked away again.

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