We'll correct collegiate mistakes,
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A shower of formal ideals,
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Completely soused, The hearts on our sleeves,
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As they drowned we could hear them screaming,
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"Oh what a tragic way to see our final days."
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I attempt to talk up the town:
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"The answers are in the arches of the 20th Century Towers and in
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comfortable cars in motion."
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And yet it still remains, this incessant refrain:
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"You're just like the rest. Your restlessness
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makes you lazy."
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Keeping busy is just wasting time and I've wasted what little he gave me.
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(All Around) I know the conscious choice was crystal clear,
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too clear the slate of former years:
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When I sang softly in your ear and tied these arms around you.
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20th Century Towers
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| Death Cab For Cutie |
