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[ti:In the Meantime] |
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[ar:Sleeping at Last] |
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[al:Yearbook Collection] |
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Maybe there's no answer here |
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At least one we're ready to hear |
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No string of words will satisfy |
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No simple equation to edify us |
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Here, in the meantime |
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May questioning nurture life |
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Fear is illogical math |
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An impractical skill to have |
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Still, we talk of our future 'til we have no voice |
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We'll try to outsmart it with noise |
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But here, in the meantime |
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May the unknown harvest life |
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We're conditioned to mourn our empty glass |
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Long before it ever poured out our past |
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Though our patience is always in short supply |
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We'll leave our farsighted worries behind |
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Here, in the meantime |
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In the gospel of nearsight |
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May we learn to live a nourished life |
