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A cold and wet november dawn |
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And there are no barking sparrows |
| [00:25.50] |
Just emptiness to dwell upon |
| [00:30.76] |
I fell into a winter slide |
| [00:34.99] |
And ended up the kind of kid |
| [00:36.78] |
Who goes down chutes too narrow |
| [00:39.02] |
Just eking out my measly pipe |
| [00:42.89] |
But I learned fast |
| [00:44.45] |
How to keep my head up |
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'Cause I know |
| [00:47.69] |
There is this side of me |
| [00:50.14] |
That wants to grab |
| [00:52.24] |
The yoke from the pilot |
| [00:54.42] |
And just fly the |
| [00:55.66] |
Whole mess into the sea |
| [01:01.70] |
Another slow train to the coast |
| [01:05.57] |
Some brand new gory |
| [01:06.66] |
Art from way on high |
| [01:09.93] |
I sink and then I swim all night |
| [01:15.24] |
I watch the ice melt on the glass |
| [01:19.31] |
While the eloquent young pilgrims pass |
| [01:23.43] |
And leave behind their trail |
| [01:25.37] |
Imploring us all not to fail |
| [01:29.25] |
Of course |
| [01:30.02] |
I was raised to gather courage |
| [01:32.90] |
From those lofty tales |
| [01:34.70] |
So tried and true |
| [01:37.64] |
But if you're able |
| [01:39.55] |
I'd suggest it |
| [01:40.32] |
'Cause this modern thought |
| [01:42.46] |
Can get the best of you |
| [01:48.12] |
This rather simple epitaph |
| [01:50.67] |
Can save your hide |
| [01:52.01] |
Your falling mind |
| [01:55.73] |
Fate isn't what we're up against |
| [01:58.25] |
There's no design |
| [01:59.71] |
No flaws to find |
| [02:02.12] |
There's no design |
| [02:03.55] |
No flaws to find |
| [02:21.65] |
But I learned fast |
| [02:23.24] |
How to keep my head up |
| [02:25.31] |
'Cause I know |
| [02:26.38] |
I got this side of me |
| [02:29.11] |
That wants to grab |
| [02:30.90] |
The yoke from the pilot |
| [02:32.91] |
And just fly the |
| [02:34.28] |
Whole mess into the sea |
