| Arthur stepped off, yeah he stepped offa the chair
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| Couldn’t weigh a hundred forty pounds
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| And the rope snapped, yeah, the rope snapped
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| And then Arthur found himself looking up from the ground
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| Looking up, looking up, found things looking up
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| Looking up, looking not so down, no not so down
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| No knots don’t have to stay that way
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| No, not so tightly wound
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| What a lovely thing it is to fail
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| To release those grasping fingernails
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| Arthur thought the end was near
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| Then Arthur played for fifty years
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| And then my father walked down 8th and 57th street to
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| Carnegie Hall, yeah it was Carnegie Hall
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| The show was past sold out for weeks
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| But they said «if you don’t mind, if you don’t mind sitting on stage
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| Sometimes we release a couple seats»
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| Twenty feet, twenty feet, yeah my dad’s twenty three
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| Twenty feet from the hands on the keys
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| Yeah, the hands on the keys of a man with the hands that almost didn’t exist
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| That almost didn’t exist to see
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| Back in '97 when Dad was my chauffeur
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| He’d play radio and I’d try to guess the composer
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| Chopin sprinkled over the hum of the motor
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| When I was young never I’d doubt my composure
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| Everything’s kosher, man I was so sure
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| I’d say that I’m good (I'm good)
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| Don’t want no adulthood
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| I never understood
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| Couldn’t get how anyone would ever want to end to their life
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| Until the day that I could
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| I’ve heard it said we’re alone in the ether
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| That we’re the only intelligent creatures
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| So you don’t need to adjust your receivers
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| If they were out there they’d be texting us, hitting our beepers
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| Invading us on some alien Julius Caesar
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| Or begging «take me to your leader»
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| But I got a theory it’s neither
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| That there’s a billion brilliant alien planets at leisure
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| Smoking alien reefer
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| The evolution of the mind’s not the hunger to conquer
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| Or to want or to seek or to wander
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| Or even wonder, but to simply to be
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| Until we cease to be any longer
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| There’s nothing wrong with heavy eyelids
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| I hope you enjoyed my twenties as much as I did
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| You’ll never know how much that all of you provided
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| And I’m gonna try to do the same for my k- |