| These roads, they lead as far as they can lead
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| That’s why they’re called the ways that make you free
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| Cranes are lifting cargo to the sea
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| They are the size the dinosaurs would be
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| Power station shivers, then it weeps
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| Bleeds onto the fields and kills the wheat
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| Harvest comes, but will we ever eat?
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| Power station shivers, then it leaks
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| And dinosaur sex led to nothing
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| And maybe we will lead to nothing
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| And dinosaur sex led to nothing
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| But we will lead as far as we can lead
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| These days I watch the screen for what I need
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| I take my food on trays across my knees
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| Leaves are always falling from the trees
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| I think I see my future in the leaves
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| And dinosaur sex led to nothing
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| And maybe I will lead to nothing
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| And dinosaur sex led to nothing
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| But I will lead as far as I can lead
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| I think I see the future when I sleep
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| The sky splits like an almond under feet
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| Skin is peeling off of us in sheets
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| I think I see the future when I sleep
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| And power stations shiver and they weep
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| They bleed onto the fields and kill the wheat
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| A sea of clouds is billowing in heat
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| Oh, harvest comes, and babies born with teeth
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| And skin is peeling off of us in sheets
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| I think I see the future when I sleep
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| And dinosaur sex led to nothing
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| And maybe we will lead to nothing
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| And dinosaur sex led to nothing
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| But we will lead as far as we can lead |