| I wish my brain would operate instead of standing still, it’s all so complicated
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| The thread of my own thoughts is disappearing to what seems to be a logical
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| conclusion, I guess I’ve run out of ideas
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| I’ve heard a million songs about this and that and it gave me satisfaction
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| But I see, it’s a beautiful life
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| Now comes the second verse and I have to at least keep the measure straight
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| It’s been a long time and I’m really insecure about it all, I guess I didn’t
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| like seeing the things I saw
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| Who needs it?
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| It’s been a little painful, and I hope I don’t like pain, 'cause I’d hate to
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| think of myself like that
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| 'Cause I see, it’s a beautiful life
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| How did I ever let some of those ideas out of the box?
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| It was just a feeling I had, and I liked the verses, they were so nice and even
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| My eye will never be that good again
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| I lost a certain sense of rhythm, but I gained a certain sense of time
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| 'Cause I see, it’s a beautiful life
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| I like the old things, but I can’t give up the idea of trying something just a
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| little bit different, even if it’s stupid
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| 'Cause I see, it’s a beautiful life
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| Yes I see, it’s a beautiful life
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| And I see, it’s a beautiful life |