On the train
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Watchin' the rainbows bend, (thank you window seat)
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I mean, it's all the same to some
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But that cityscape makes me numb
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Walkin' the wire between firewater and water - I'll take the tap
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and still manage to end up thirsty the day the nursery collapsed
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In my hand I hold the plumage of a buzzard
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somthin' for circlin' nutrition (seems barbaric)
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I may have just saved your children
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There's an inborn tendancy tellin' me to grip that sickle
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for the pirate tyrant breeds feed on your precious little pixels
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I interviewed the sun, he said the future's lookin' bright
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I interviewed the rain, he claimed the sun's truly an asshole
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I's supposed to interview the snow today but of course he flaked
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So I let my frigid demeanor teeter and take his vacant place
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We 3 sprout from the same litter
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Yet amazingly crafted by seperate scissors
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I sloth from off the beaten path splashed in the cretin blizzard
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Half my time is herded towards little lost causes
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Half my time is spent pluggin' these leaky faucets
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An' I'm here to pose inquiries
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I'm here to draw a fork in the road and call it the diary of common sheep aspiring
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Little Billy starlet up the block got the right premise
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But can't thread the needle without consultin' apprentice presents.
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Now I don't really know you (I don't)
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But I dont' really care (I don't)
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Can't judge a man's dignity by the wattage in his stare
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Maybe that deem's me that vagabond you'd love to kill
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But I really ain't got time for the all the motherfucking guilt.
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Chorus:
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I'm gone and I best believe I'm leavin'
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Packing my belongings then it's off into the evening
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I haven't exactly been embraced by the populace
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Set sail upon the 7 deadly seas of the anonymous
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I'm gone. and I Best believe I'm leavin'
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Packing my belongings then it's off into the evening
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I'm diggin' a tunnel to where the sun will never shine
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I got my book, I got my dream, I've got myself and I'll be fine
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(My time) is the day before the day the earth stood still
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(My time) is the day before the soldiers fired at will
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(My time) is the day before the hunter made his kill
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My time's the final mile before the valley meets the hill
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And I'm an archer
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Park it where the farmers barter appetites
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Sweet-talkin' harrassment down to a mere flashing of badges
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Prototypic landscapes chased every step of my well-oiled collective workforse with frozen intention festive. Wait.
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What about the captivated?
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Well I am the product of skeleton dancers poised crooked scattered amidst blue fields of firey bliss mixed
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With disease applicant activist rattlers, fascinate grave child
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Oh you're expecting slave smiles after sticking the pin in limb and
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God, if I could offer intermittent fantasies, I would
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I'd place the button in the city square for everyone to push
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You see my mission responsibilties range across the board
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And still I'd rather be a pen than a sword
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I swim a cold lake, and make no mistake: I was not ready
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All edgy and out of shape, made the company look messy
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(Sorry, well sorry) Honestly take it or leave it
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Just let me know so I ain't beggin' forgiveness thoughout the evening.
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Basic locomotive with a whistle and caboose
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Tryin'a pull my cargo 'cross the map without a boost
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Fragile in more ways then 10 yet sturdy bird construction
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Hope the smoke stacks puff into the morn, dream torn
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Chorus:
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I'm gone and I best believe I'm leavin'
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Packing my belongings then it's off into the evening
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I'll knock upon every little door that comes about
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I'll sweep your porch if you can spare a couple of breadcrumbs and a couch.
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I'm gone, and i best believe I'm leavin'
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Packing my belongings then it's off into the evening
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This turning in my sleep is getting old and older still
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I think I can, I think I can, I think I can,
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I think I will.
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Skip Town
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Aesop Rock |