in what the ancients made
I go back to catch myself up
In a colossal arc to curve the motor parts
And I don't know what's better
you're lying, you're super days
I cut the waves to keep my head up
I couldn't stitch the bend,
Stack of loose -leaning narratives
I don't care what state you're in
Stack of loose -leaning narratives
I don't care what state you're in
I don't think anyone else
I put the waltzing haunts on the shelf
And nearly buried my health
You knew as well as anyone else
I let the orphans fall by the side
And you're so accurate, my ally
Just thinkin' maybe if I watch the sea
Long enough I could pick it up
Or even maybe if you turn to me
Long enough I could be enough
I'm sick of you sleeping under leaves
I don't care what state you're in
I'm sick of you sleeping under leaves
I don't care what the state's doing
I don't think anyone will see
I used to tell them it fake
Just our agrarian seduction
And maybe then be even less
We'll tell them all the same
That we'll com memorate the good ones
Well, us'll probably waste away,
We're darling bricks and stones
If we were anyone, anyone else
Hey, darling bricks and stones
If we were anyone, anyone else
Hey, darling bricks and stones
If we were anyone, anyone else
A dollar bricks installed
If we were anyone, anyone
But right to question all
I was picking up and then
I shouldn't only be the first to notice
That I was trying to get back my focus
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