| Down to providence through blinking lights
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| Man I watched you try, as you watched me try
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| Serving brothers until the day lets up
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| Yeah we’re actually here, this is actually your father’s house
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| Made fun of your rationale
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| All that youthful drilling and I’m sorry now
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| Logistically it’s fleeting, you were all about my dealing
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| Running at the same pace, I bled an orchestra
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| Joining at the same place, the mouth was open there
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| Wash into same stream, we’ll meet again before
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| We fall into the same stream back to the womb we’ll sleep it off
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| Making plans for our children’s birth
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| Now our bodies searching for their perfect match
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| X and Y and the reason we try
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| Little tiny babies carry ancient legacy
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| Made love on all the holy ground
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| You know the forest talks shop nearly all night long
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| Logistically it’s fleeting, you were all about my dealing
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| Running at the same pace, I bled an orchestra
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| Joining at the same place, the mouth was open there
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| Wash into same stream, we’ll meet again before
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| We fall into the same stream back to the womb we’ll sleep
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| No one is waiting so what are you saying
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| All of your families are praying to someone
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| They’re asking for loved ones to see
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| Running at the same pace, I bled an orchestra
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| Joining at the same place, the mouth was open there
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| Wash into same stream, we’ll meet again before
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| We fall into the same stream back to the womb we’ll sleep it off
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| We’ll sleep it off
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| We’ll sleep it off
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| We’ll sleep it off
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| We’ll sleep it off |