In and out of focus, time turns elastic
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In and out of focus, in and out of focus, time turns elastic
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In and out of focus, in and out of focus, time turns
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And when I stay too long, I went outside and stared
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Arms outstretched and long, moved straight across the sky
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(In and out of focus, in and out of focus)
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If I could wrap my arms around this globe
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Hands, touch the green and brown
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I'd sink into the cool, cool ground
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(In and out of focus, in and out of focus)
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Seen all, seen all, seen all summer
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Seen all, seen all, seen all spring
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But I'm a submarine, submarine sinks below the ground
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A submarine, I'm a submarine, submarine sinks below the ground
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Now that the leaves turned to gold
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The moments all glow, frozen and free from time
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And out here on my own, I watch it ebb and flow
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Here with the fire burning low in the honey mist that breathes
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Crooked maple fingers trembling all around
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I feel the winds that blow
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Out here between the dark and light
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The summers gone, and the reeds bow down
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As the colors change all along the waterline, oh
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And when it's time the landslide will free what flows inside
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While all around the rocks collide, you finally see the lines
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That points towards the light that never dies
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Melody, shelter in the darkness take hold of me now
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Memory, trapped in a corner, dark fingers are long
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But all around, streaming down, rays of blue light calling out
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These silver sounds are raining down on me
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Here on the wheel the rhythm's turning all around
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Up above the dark, it's sky is bleeding
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I feel the world turning upside down
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These are the reasons that we lay down on the ground
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Drawn through the funnel, all the colors run together turning round
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Wait for the waves to come and carry me away
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Down on the ground the sounds of voices in the echoes seem to say
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And as the carousel circles unceasingly
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Watch while the ripples decay in this rolling time
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In cascading, the wind set the wheels in motion
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And it's turning in the mist around
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Rolling and turning into the mist around me
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Kissed by the water and held in your mother's arms
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Green where you tumble and roll in these fields
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The shapes of the bodies, a ship in the sun
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While the blossoms all scream and it sleeps around me
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The earth and these memories yields around me
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In and out of focus, time turns elastic, time turns
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In and out of focus, time turns elastic, time turns
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Touches these woods and these waters all paved with gold
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Gleaming in daylight their voices ring on
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They're cold while they're pointing, lay down in the storm
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And this life is bending and swelling around me
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Rolling and turning into the mist around me
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The winds all arising in the west around me
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And the carousel turns into breath around me
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In and out of focus, time turns elastic, time turns
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In and out of focus, time turns elastic, time turns
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In and out of focus, time turns elastic, time turns
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In and out of focus, time turns elastic, time turns
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Time Turns Elastic
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| Phish |
