| By simple definition I’d be scattered, Oh where do I begin
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| Well I’m stuck within the mortal framework
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| Of having to use words
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| And I … — I've never been one —
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| I’ve never been one for incompleteness
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| BRIDGE
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| My attempts to say — never find their way nah uh
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| (All these things they escape me)
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| Inconsistency is inconsistency within this conversation — yeah!
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| Sometimes: You know there’s no limits and …
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| Sometimes: I’m a mother, I’m a brother, I’m a lover and another …
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| Sometimes: I’m scared — but sometimes I’m a hero …
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| Sometimes: But mostly I’m just me!
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| In some regards I’d use the term eclectic
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| The merging of experience
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| And different points of view — oh yeah
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| Well I think, I learn, I listen and
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| I sift my way right through
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| And I … — I'm always the one
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| I’m always the one with fascination — yeah …
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| BRIDGE -- CHORUS -- REPEAT -- CHORUS |