Don't know inside from upside-down
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We praise the famed unwittingly
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If we had read that we are but illiterate
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What would we do?
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Keep inventory of things that we do not owe
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Even at a standstill we are spinning round and round
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We're lost but found
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Nowhere is right here
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Talk to us long enough and you will be perplexed
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Begin and end
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We talked in a language that we didn't understand
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Hiding things that were obscure while the people are searching
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Leaving our lives, staying in the same location
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Proving me to you, proving you to me
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Looking at pictures of people we do not know
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A first preview of something we have seen before
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A host of one tracing the invisible
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We danced side by side to a different monotone
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We practised our stargaze every day in the daylight
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A plan with no abstract outlined in the concrete
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A man opposite us is out-of-sight and unknown
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Never far nor all too near
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Begin And End
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| Theatre Of Tragedy |
