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Broken Social Scene

Highway Slipper Jam

There was a way with the promises

And in a little while another way

Has it moved highways

Thought I knew

But I don't

Out here we're made all of us, always

Hand made mistakes

Move on through my wake

I look away, I look away

Looks like you wanna be

Highways, highways

Thought I knew

But I don't

Thought I knew

But I don't

Thought I knew

But I don't