Now I have always wondered.
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How can I stand upon your shoulders,
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look around and around and round and not see a thing?
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It always seemed confusing.
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Your jokes are never amusing.
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You can talk, talk, talk and not say a thing.
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We could fall below and never make a sound.
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The truth is frightening now.
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Will we ever get out?
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You always try to listen and for that gift I feel threatened.
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By the high esteem I hold you, it hurts so much.
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I wipe the dust off of my face.
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It? all that? left of my dreams misplaced.
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I find it hard to believe you could take much more.
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Silence
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Slick Shoes |