| Beauty Of Uncertainty |
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| I need a mirror |
| In the eyes of a man. |
| I need no protection |
| From my bullet-proof plan. |
| I’ve got a ticket |
| For all that I lack. |
| You might think that I’m always gone |
| But I know that I’m coming back. |
| Sit at my table |
| Sip from my bowl. |
| Feel like I know you now |
| And I will do until I get old. |
| You might not see me But trust that I’ll stay. |
| But there’s no sense in traveling |
| If we’ve already been that way. |
| Night is a matter |
| Hidden in grass |
| Bite like a light |
| Depends on the ways |
| To see how long it lasts |
| But you know better |
| You stand your ground |
| Might just stain a little |
| But she knows you’re sticking around |
| The beauty of uncertainty… |
| Ooh… |
| Ahh, ooh… |
