| If you hate the taste of wine
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| why do you drink it till you’re blind?
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| And if you swear that there’s no truth and who cares
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| how come you say it like you’re right?
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| Why are you scared to dream of god
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| when it’s salvation that you want?
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| You see stars that clear have been dead for years
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| but the idea just lives on In our wheels that roll around
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| as we move over the ground
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| And all day it seems we’ve been in between
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| the past and future town
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| We are nowhere and it’s now
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| We are nowhere and it’s now
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| and for a ten minute dream in the passenger’s seat
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| while the world was flying by you haven’t been gone very long
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| but it feels like a life time
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| I’ve been sleeping so strange at night
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| Side effects they don’t advertise
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| I’ve been sleeping so strange
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| with a head full of pesticide
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| I’ve got no plans in all this time
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| I feel too restless to unwind
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| I’m always lost in thought
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| as I walk a block to my favorite neon sign
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| where the waitress looks concerned
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| but she never says a word
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| just turns the juke box on and we hum along and I smile back at her
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| And my friend comes after work
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| When the features start to blur
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| She says these bars are filled with things that kill
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| by now you probably should have learned
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| Did you forget that yellow bird?
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| How could you forget your yellow bird?
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| She took a small silver wreath and pinned it on to me she said this one will bring you love
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| and I don’t know if it’s true but I keep it for good luck |