| Patient, I lay on the pavement
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| And watch as the clouds sigh like silver lungs
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| Vacant, I wait in my basement
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| Avoiding the sunlight 'til I feel numb
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| I’m fading with the daylight to skies of grey
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| I’m waiting on the cosmos to call my name
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| And someday it will, oh, someday it will
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| I’m sick of writing sad songs to hide my shame
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| 'Cause I need more than drugs to escape my pain
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| But someday I will, oh, someday I will
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| Hopeless, I long for a moment
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| Of peace in my own mind, it never comes
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| Focused on thoughts never spoken
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| To share at the right time or not at all
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| I’m fading with the daylight to skies of grey
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| I’m waiting on the cosmos to call my name
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| And someday it will, oh, someday it will
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| I’m sick of writing sad songs to hide my shame
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| 'Cause I need more than drugs to escape my pain
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| But someday I will, oh, someday I will
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| When there is nothing else, we must remind ourselves
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| That life is transient, to breathe the ambience
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| So when we reach the end, do we wake up again?
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| And if I say my prayers, will you be waiting there?
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| I’m fading with the daylight to skies of grey
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| I’m waiting on the cosmos to call my name
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| And someday it will, oh, someday it will
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| I’m sick of writing sad songs to hide my shame
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| 'Cause I need more than drugs to escape my pain
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| But someday I will, oh, someday I will |