[00:31.74]I said I hope, like a prayer.
[00:38.85]And sent out my tears in a bottle of notes.
[00:46.51]Find and drink up; it's uncommon and sweet.
[00:54.31]Are you surprised? Is it making you mine?
[01:02.63]You morph into the last living thing alive.
[01:09.16]I've no periphery, you're all that's in front of me.
[01:18.99]Are you the rock, paper, scissors
[01:25.64]Casting those faded paper figures on the wall?
[01:33.10]As providence seems to annihilate
[01:41.48]Common sense, this is my down-to-earth defense
[01:49.53]Brush it off again as trickery, slight of hand.
[01:57.19]If you must but for all purposes and intents.
[02:04.61]Either I am right or I am wrong.
[02:11.45]If it's in neither the words nor the song.
[02:19.96]It's in this soundless, audible common sense.
[02:26.70]Be that as it may, this is my down-to-earth defense
[02:34.98]You morph into the last living thing alive.
[02:41.76]I've no periphery, you're all that's in front of me.
[03:20.43]Brush it off again as trickery, slight of hand.
[03:27.32]If you must but for all purposes and intents.
[03:35.36]You morph into the last living thing alive.
[03:42.26]I've no periphery. You're all that's in front of me.