The breath of the morning
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I keep forgetting
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The smell of the warm summer air
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I live in a town
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Where you can't smell a thing
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You watch your feet
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For cracks in the pavement
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Up above
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Aliens hover
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Making home movies
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For the folks back home
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Of all these weird creatures
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Who lock up their spirits
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Drill holes in themselves
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And live for their secrets
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They're all uptight
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Uptight.. [x7]
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I wish that they'd swoop down in a country lane
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Late at night when I'm driving
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Take me on board their beautiful ship
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Show me the world as I'd love to see it
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I'd tell all my friends
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But they'd never believe
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They'd think that I'd finally lost it completely
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I'd show them the stars
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And the meaning of life
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They'd shut me away
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But I'd be all right
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All right..
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I'm just uptight
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Uptight.. [x7]
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Subterranean Homesick Alien
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| Radiohead |
