Don't look too far ahead from where you are
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These things transend human comprehension
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I'm you, you're me, through eyes that take no sleeping
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Starve myself for a piece of you
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Chorus:
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With age comes time
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Leaves to the earth must fall
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And die before they can find
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The meaning of it all
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The meaning of it all
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It's those things I can't touch
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That move blood through my veins
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The mystery in which we breathe
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Lay down forever and carry all of the marks
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That we bear until the dust reclaims us
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Chorus
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All is fine, all is fine
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All is fine, it's in my mind
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And all this time, all this time
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All this time, to draw these lines
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To draw these lines
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You can trouble your own house
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But in the end you'll inherit the wind
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(repeat)
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Chorus
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The Meaning of It All
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| Plankeye |
