Stepping down into the day to watch the leaf turn
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a praying mantis rested on my western wedding jacket
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True story, perhaps that¡¯s why the oracle was silent¡¦
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Nothing much is left to chance
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One sees the sun only at a glance
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Everything has to be just-so
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Everything has to be just-so
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In the age of cool opinion, let me be wild passion!
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And re-edit the ¡®Sacred Heart¡¯ video
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with a different ending and wig
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Nothing much is left to chance
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One sees the sun only at a glance
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Everything has to be just-so
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Everything has to be just-so
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So, here¡¯s the deal, ante up:
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A club, to cheat death
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A heart, so there¡¯s something to lose
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A diamond, for virtue
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A spade, to dig with
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Everything Has To Be Just-so
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| Cass McCombs |
