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What kind of fool am I |
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Reaching into a world |
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I thought might have changed |
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Somehow re-arranged? |
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Yet here I am |
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Stepping into the night |
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Like a keenly sharpened knife |
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Carving holes in my life |
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When I know |
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That |
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What is, just is? |
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What is, just is? |
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What is, just is? |
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What is, just is? |
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You see I've been somewhere |
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Not far away, but such a different space |
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Just to sit in one place? |
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And just when I thought |
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I could take no more |
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The bells started to ring |
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My soul to sing |
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And I know |
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That |
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What is, just is? |
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What is, just is? |
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What is, just is? |
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What is, just is |
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Chasing the tail of understanding |
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As it runs through my mind |
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Chasing the tail of understanding |
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As it runs through my mind |
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When I know |
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That |
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Hmm, oh what is, just is? |
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What is, just is? |
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What is, just is? |
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What is, just is |
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Just is |
