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As often as always |
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Evolution comes crawling from the sea |
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Alive with the urgency like suicide, like suicide |
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Convinced the grass is greener on dry earth |
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The march of serrated utterance like a soft cough |
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Muffled murmur sneaking through the lecture hall |
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They crawl across the island |
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Sound of waves |
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Embodied water |
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Sprouting legs, loud as gallop |
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All the young people |
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Who took a leap with no faith into a riverbed |
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That drowns about as much as it saves |
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Slowing down on the ground |
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Against the cries of gravity |
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Crawling on, half buried in the sand |
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Extend a hand to the smallness of death |
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Understand that only dying is this colossal |
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Creation, shedding skin |
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To find the perfect equilibrium like fossils |
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All the young people |
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Who took a leap of no faith |
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All the young cowards acting out |
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All the young cowards acting out |
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For the braves forever hurled |
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Into the waters of their indifferent graves |
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For a million years raise your glass |
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We will never answer where we came from |
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For a million years raise your glass in a cheer |
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We'll never answer where we came from |
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Only how we got |
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For a million years raise your glass |
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We will never answer where we came from |
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For a million years raise your glass |
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Only how we got here |
