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Far away in the distance, there's a man that talks like me
He says that his words are understood and I think I might agree with him

It's not a matter of conscience, it's not a matter of choice,
It's not a matter of right or wrong or the search for an impossible voice

And I don't think I'm coming home, no matter how I try
I'll be with you in the promised land under Carolina skies

Far away in the distance, there's a man that takes a stand
He says that he feels a lot like me and I think I might agree with him

It's not about his freedom, nor his liberty
He's just another face in the crowd in a world of uncertainty

Now I know your not coming home oh the tears I've cried
I'll be with you across the rye under Carolina skies

Oh Carolina

Far away in the distance there's a man that's walking free

It's not about good fortune or the way things used to be
It's not about the higher ground or perfect synergy
It's not about his freedom, nor his liberty
He's just another face in the crowd in a world of uncertainty

Oh lord I'm gonna miss my boy, no matter how I try
I'll see him there by the moonlight fires

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