| Things seem so hectified now, I ain’t gots me no peace
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| I’m, well, entirely pent up now, I can’t gets me no release
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| I started jotting stupid things down
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| I could repeat later on
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| When I know the timing’s just right
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| I hope no one here’s heard this song… this song
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| 'Cause we retired all that came before
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| Well I talked about the future
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| Lord knows we’ve talked about the past
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| When I feel the timing’s just right
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| Good God I only hope it lasts
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| I’ve got some friends who feel important
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| Seems they’ve swayed some who really are
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| It’s just a trick of natural lighting
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| Make your mind see very far… so far
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| 'Cause we’ve retired all that came before
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| It’s mans way to think
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| No one could handle what he’s been through
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| What was alright for me
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| Would not work for you
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| Can you believe in anything now
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| Now everything’s believable
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| Thought I might bring up the future
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| If that’s at all conceivable
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| 'Cause I’m a slave to all that’s insight
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| Hovering 'round the truth awhile
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| Oh, like some messenger of alright
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| Who wears upon his face a smile… I'm smiling
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| 'Cause we’ve retired all that came before |