| We’re character actors from the Tower of Babel
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| Bewildered, burned out hardly able
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| To sit astride the high wire cable
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| It’s hard to balance, a little unstable.
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| Through broken eyes and contact lenses
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| Watched you draw your future tenses
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| See kisses of flame blow out of your lips
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| You’re back telling me your Apocalypse.
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| Don’t get me wrong, I’ll be strong
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| When the slowburn sunset come along
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| You’ve gotta stay the night
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| I gotta think that you might.
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| We’ve tried a handful of bills and a handful of pills
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| We’ve tried making movies from a volume of stills
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| the words fell like hailstones,
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| bouncing at our feet,
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| Covering our feelings with a frozen sheet.
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| A chance to move, I take a shot
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| I get cold — you get hot
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| We look outside, lyin’awake
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| See birds breaking surface on a silent lake.
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| But don’t get me wrong, I’ll be strong
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| When I’m back on the Isle of Avalon
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| Dont get me wrong, I’ll be strong
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| When the slow burn sunset come along
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| You’ve got to stay the night
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| I’ve got to think that you might.
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| Don’t try make it easy, it’ll cut you down to size
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| Darlin’we’ve got to trust in something
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| We’re shooting down our skies
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| shooting down our skies |