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Sonic satisfaction |
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Holds my ears in sweet embrace |
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The endless chain reaction |
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Of what we give and what we take |
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Going through the motions |
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And acting out this part |
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Sifting through the pages |
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Of the life that I can start |
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Calloused fingers fumble |
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On the boardwalk of my muse |
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Feeling fit to crumble |
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Some days I wake up with the blues |
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Holding onto my time |
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Or at least what I've got left |
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I'll work with what I'm given |
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And I'll dream up all the rest |
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Throw away the watches |
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Call off every bet |
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The time ain't mine for saving |
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But I'll take what I can get |
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Holding onto wisdom |
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Of the ones who came before |
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Floating in the balance |
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Of the calm before the storm |