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Oh, mother, come save me
I lost the mind you gave me
It's howling at the wind
These voices in my dreams
They're calling out again
Oh, father, please hear me
It's hard to see things clearly
Now these clouds are closing in
When they're forming in my skin
I feel them closing in

How'd we end up here?
How'd we get so lost?
How'd we end up here?
How'd we get so lost?

Oh, lover, forgive me
My fickle heart is twisted in
It's turning in the wind
Well, I'm trying to reel it in
It's failing me again
You see I bought a ticket for a one way train
And I don't know if I'll return again
'Cause I traded in my friends
For a world I've never seen
For a place I've never been

How'd we end up here?
How'd we get so lost?
How'd we end up here?
How'd we get so lost?

My-my-my-my
My-my-my-my
My-my-my-my
My-my-my-my
My-my-my

How'd we end up here?
How'd we get so lost?
How'd we end up here?
How'd we get so lost?

If my heart wants the wind
I lift you up again
If my heart wants the wind
I lift you up again

How'd We End Up Here

Mark Wilkinson - How'd We End Up Here

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When I listen to music, I lose touch with my body and turn into a soul that no longer belongs anywhere. I was born in Iowa, grew up listening to jazz and blues in Chicago, spent many years in the Middle East studying Persian and Arabic literature, and was exposed to the beauty of African music. To be honest, though, not even literature can move me emotionally like music does.

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