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Nothing can survive in a vacuum |
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No one can exists all alone |
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We pretend things |
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Only happen to strangers |
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We've all got problems of our own |
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It's enough to learn |
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To share our pleasures |
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We can't soothe pain with sympathy |
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All that we can do is be reminded |
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We shake our heads at the tragedy |
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Every day we're standing |
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In a time capsule |
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Racing down a river from the past |
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Every day we're standing |
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In a wind tunnel |
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Facing down the future coming fast |
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It's just the age |
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It's just a stage |
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We disengage |
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We turn the page |
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Looking at |
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The long-range forecast |
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Catching all the names in the news |
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Checking out |
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The state of the nation |
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Learning the environmental blues |
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Truth is after all a moving target |
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Hairs to split |
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And pieces that don't fit |
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How can anybody be enlightened? |
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Truth is after all so poorly lit |
