Tonart: C# minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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eyes close, outside light shows
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Inside homes, people sleep soundly
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Coach ing the eyes closed,
probably quite close
To finding the right dose to
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Open win dows you might close,
I have left open in fact
Stress has broken my back,
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I'm coping with that
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My hope is intact,
I've got a rope but
it's only a gnat
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Suicide's a long way from my mind
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Take the coat from the rack,
take the coat from the rack
And you'll see me bop all over the map
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I'm hoping to catch a doe in a trap
But I've never been the predator type
I'm only hunting the food that
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Cause it's essential to life,
potentially right
But at the same time potentially wrong,
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see every journey is poten tially long
I might return like I've never been gone,
sing a pessimist song
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Written in letters from the dead of a song
Now every battle is relayed on tape,
and if you play the game
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You can end up with some major pain
A lot of people pray today
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for better tomorrows
But sometimes hope sinks,
it's incredibly hollow
But in fact it's too cool,
take two pulls and pass that I can't act,
see me in gardens and parks
Backtracking through
childhood memories
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Remember me, messily,
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digging the mud to find a centipede
tell me the essence of every element
Whatever's relevant to existence
I'm intelligent, but I am barely taking it in
And the way that the wind
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I'm breaking the strings with the words
I've been making a wing
And when I fall from my flight,
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I bounce back without
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breaking a limb
Seems like everybody's playing the king
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I'm chasing a drink with the air,
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that's the way it begins
The chain of this lip, the flames lit, painting it in
A chain of events,
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it's strange since the baby I've been
Playing with language,
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creating a land bridge in sand pits
I stand king crab
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where the can vas meets the hand
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grit
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I sleep late with the sun in the sky
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The crunch of the ice, the rustling leaves,
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a punch in the eye
Summer seems like it's late to rise
Summer seems the summer,
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it's a fake disguise
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See you're a fool if you break the lines
I'm a fool with a faded tie
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I left school when I was eight or nine
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I returned just to waste some time
Now I'm burning off logs in the cave
I find I'm hating by the ancient tribes,
the lake is kind
It provides food, now the lake is dry
I touch base with the animists
Activate the chemical habits
I demonstrate like an activist,
how miraculous this planet actually is
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Your cash stands as nothing
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if you crash land in the big,
wide wilderness
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White on the hills I fit right in,
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no time to chill, I can still exist
I a silverfish chilling where the gorillas live,
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I see mas sacres in the midst of this,
vision unlimited
Without the pixels depicting
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there is hidden in the simple bits
So you can understand,
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worms moving under sand
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Words moving, turn to the truth,
shake his grubby hand
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I'm pursuing it, los ing it,
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where the future is
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Tuna fish, movement too soon
to lose the looseness
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calling on all the lunatics
Waiting for the end of it all,
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you know how soon it is?
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We're all as stupid as the next,
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cruising to the edge
Looting from the text,
only using what is useless
Next, I trek solidly,
three days I'm off
of the beaten path
Apologies in advance, I'm solitary
We can dance, but sorry,
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I'm off as soon as the dropping leaves start to rot
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Forest needs lots to
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grow it properly you
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