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Every dream that I dream seems to float on by Like a cloud in the wind, way up in the sky Every move that I make seems to be the wrong way Like a cold black night after a summer day What can I do? What can I do? Nothing's the same as it used to be Nothing's the same as it used to be What can I do? I used to play my guitar with a smile on my face Now everything's changed, my whole life's rearranged From the day I was born, Sidle Jinks was my name Though I tried and I tried, that name still remains What can I do? What can I do? Nothing's the same as it used to be Nothing's the same as it used to be What can I do? What can I do? What can I do? I hear voices all singing and noone is there It's a ghost of my life bringing past tense to mind Lockin' key inside me from the freedom and sin Oh, come let me in, I'll start all over, over again What can I do? What can I do? Nothing's the same as it used to be Nothing's the same as it used to be What can I do? What can I do? What can I do? What can I do? What?