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Monterey
You don’t know me like you used to, these days I don’t know myself
Where I stand seems too familiar;
who I used to be’s becoming someone else
and now I’m here, where nothing much at all seems clear . . .
Pulled and torn from all directions;
like a soldier caught in someone else’s war
Days seem strange and so peculiar,
No ones’s making sense . . . nothing feels secure
Where to turn . . . there’s something here for me to learn . . .
There’s only so much of yourself you can give away . . .
Monterey
I don’t owe a thing to anyone; there’s nothing more I’m required to do
Let them all apply their pressure;
just remember who they are talking to . . .
Someone real, whose only just begun to feel . . .
You don’t have to understand me
I believe that somehow it’s been understood
And if there’s one thing I am sure of,
to deny yourself does no one any good
Now I know, freedom is just letting go . . .
There’s only so much of yourself you can give away . . .
Monterey
words & music – Carl Allocco