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I want to take photographs of things are real
But science does not to my aid
It forth these questions and theories I feel
It opposes and challenges my
why does the grass grow?
The turn and fall?
The moon that draws all those waves?
And it get started? We couldn't recall
That's too great to be retained

She me that she never liked my opinions
Call them and a waste of her time
Instead of writing each song some meaning
All you do is lie boy, you lie boy you lie
So what if got my convictions
When the day is I can say i tried
Because I can't stop the from spinning
But what I can do is take her out of my

I must choose wisely the next that I play
It the rest of the strain
The rhythm, the and melodies made
It's the only thing keeping me
That's why I absorb deep in each song
In hopes it whisks me away
But the parts never last long enough and the growing faint
And eventually the band the stage

She told me that she loved me for my music
Called it and tasteless and trite
of singing each song with some feeling
All you do it whine boy, you whine, boy you
Watch me as I won't her position
Turned calloused and over night (over time)
I tip my head to the just grinning
Singing darling I never loved you for mind

I must act quickly before too late
Time is your friend nor mine
It's tracking me closely every move that I make
to strike!