| So hesitation pulled me back
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| I’m stronger when I don’t attract
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| In your eyes I’m a lamb without a rack
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| And I am getting confused
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| I’m a cactus trying to be a canoe
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| As you pan for ore in the desert, floored
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| I say to you
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| That I could never imagine a place so beautiful
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| I could never steal your gold away
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
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| (I try to walk like a big wham bam
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| I came across like a battering ram
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| I try to float like a telegram sam
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| I’m trying to divine you)
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| My book is called «The Ascent Of Man»
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| I marked your chapter with a catamaran
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| The accent’s off
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| But I am what I am
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
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| (I try to walk like a big wham bam
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| I came across like a battering ram
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| I try to float like a telegram sam
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| I’m trying to divine you)
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| I looked for you, it’s my last grandstand
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| A motorscootered goat legged pan
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| Figure eighting in quicksand
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
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| (I try to walk like a big wham bam
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| I came across like a battering ram
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| I try to float like a telegram sam
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| I’m trying to divine you)
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| So hesitation pulled me back
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| I’m stronger when I don’t attract
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| And with my hands tied I won’t crack |