So Strange I Remember You in protest of a prayer,
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and falling back from seas we fear to sail
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i swear i saw the shooter, gold deep and double dare,
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postmortem warnings seem inclined to fail,
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feigning an apology.
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those words they never left your lips,
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those 5 years in Bermuda slide by like the lights of passing ships,
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So Strange that I Remember You,
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kneeling deep in Nietzsche's lies
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my throat was an open grave i drank your stained glass eyes
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and they taste like dead cathedrals
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that are crumbling beneath a weight ten thousand jaded tourists
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who've traded in their hearts and hands for
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disposable cameras, set to document to decay
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set to capture just enough of life to catalogue the things we throw away
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(whispered)
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(breathing the fumes of our machines)
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we've lost our way-Dustin sings
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( breathing through television dreams)-whispered
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if we could only see us now
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if we could only see us now
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the words of the dead ring in our ears
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but its only a lie
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the voice in your head brings you to tears
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but you don't know why
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the words of the dead ring in our ears
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but its only a lie
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the voice in your head brings you to tears
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but its only a lie,
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yes its only a lie,
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...isn't it?
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So Strange I Remember You (Bootleg From PNC Arts Center)
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| Thrice |
