| «I am what I am and I am what I plan
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| And the world that has gathered around me
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| It seems quite grand
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| In this world of motion mining
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| I lay back on my fists
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| But then I reach around your long black gown
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| And grap your supple wrists
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| The entrance to the cavern is just below my bed
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| And the dust that has been gathered
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| And the fur that has been shed
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| I reach far back into empty black space
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| Hoping my fingertips will catch a small trace
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| Of the things that have been gathered there for years
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| But the letters that you sent me
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| And the cards that you signed
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| And the napkins and the flatware
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| And the plates of china fine
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| Or the gumballs or the games, the glasses or the meals
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| The pictures, the frames, the use of your wheels
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| The candy, the drinks and all of your friends
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| Will not bring us together again
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| And I guess that I’m sure that I think that I’m fine
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| And I think I’m pretty happy putting our life behind
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| But the images are strong and physical in my room
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| Makes me filter out the tie-down, the frustration
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| And the gloom |
| And I know that now it’s an impossible thing
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| But sever the bond and your freedom will ring
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| I am what I am and I am what I plan
|
| And the world that has gathered around me
|
| It seems quite grand
|
| In this world of motion mining
|
| I lay back on my fists
|
| But then I reach around your long black gown
|
| And grap your supple wrists
|
| The entrance to the cavern is just below my bed
|
| And the dust that has been gathered
|
| And the fur that has been shed
|
| I reach far back into empty black space
|
| Hoping my fingertips will catch a small trace
|
| Of the things that have been gathered there for years
|
| But the letters that you sent me
|
| And the cards that you signed
|
| And the napkins and the flatware
|
| And the plates of china fine
|
| Or the gumballs or the games, the glasses or the meals
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| The pictures, the frames, the use of your wheels
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| The candy, the drinks and all of your friends
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| Will not bring us together
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| The candy, the drinks and all of your friends
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| Will not bring us together
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| The candy, the drinks and all of your friends
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| Will not bring us together again" |