| Stop the season, stop the sting
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| A plastic mic, a broken string
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| Infected wound from a rusty ring, so what
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| Soon, you’ll be there too
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| Soon, you’ll be there too
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| Kissing families can’t recall
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| A program to derail us all
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| Forgotten prison, it’s been safe 'til now
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| It’s no wonder that we did it this way
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| Kept looking forward on paths sideways
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| It’s everything that is connected and beautiful
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| And now I know just where I stand
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| Move on
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| Roll along
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| Not today
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| It’s everything that is connected and beautiful
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| And now I know just where I stand
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| Thank god your heart is too close
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| This can be the bitter end
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| I know it won’t
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| Well someone said I made a mistake
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| Kept looking forwards on paths sideways
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| It’s everything that is connected and beautiful
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| And now I know just where I stand
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| Well seasons always shift too late
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| Spent too much time now on paths sideways
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| Everything that is connected and beautiful
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| And now I know just where I stand
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| Thank god it’s over |