My friend Marcus, he sleeps in my basement
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And his father touched more than spirit
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Now he can hardly sleep, sleep
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My friend Marcus, he's got such an ego
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I beg him oh daily to let go
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Find your father and find your meaning
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Please
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I don't give a good shit if your lonesome
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I think that you should go home son
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Find your father and meaning
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Now I can see
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You mean everything to nothing
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Now I believe
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You mean everything
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Now I can see
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You mean everything to nothing
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Now I believe
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You mean everything
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My friend Marcus, he works on a train set
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And I still can't move off my broke track
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He's helping me find my meaning
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Eventually and hopefully we'll see
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And now I believe
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I mean everything to nothing
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Now I believe
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I mean everything
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Its funny how many don't know
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How many don't have a home
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It's funny how many don't know
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How many don't have homes
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oooooh
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My Friend Marcus
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Manchester Orchestra |