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On the
Watchin' the rainbows peak, (thank you seat)
I mean, it's all the same to
But that cityscape me numb
Walkin' the wire between firewater and - I'll take the tap
and manage to end up thirsty the day the nursery collapsed
In my hand I hold the plumage of a
for circlin' nutrition (seems barbaric)
I may have just saved your
There's an inborn tendancy tellin' me to grip sickle
for the pirate tyrant feed on your precious little pixels
I the sun, he said the future's lookin' bright
I interviewed the rain, he claimed the sun's truly an
I's to interview the snow today but of course he flaked
So I let my frigid demeanor teeter and take his place
We 3 from the same litter
Yet amazingly crafted by seperate
I sloth from off the path splashed in the cretin blizzard
Half my time is herded towards little causes
my time is spent pluggin' these leaky faucets
An' I'm here to inquiries
I'm to draw a fork in the road and call it the diary of common sheep aspiring
Little Billy up the block got the right premise
But thread the needle without consultin' apprentice present.
Now I really know you (I don't)
But I dont' really (I don't)
Can't judge a dignity by the wattage in his stare
Maybe deem's be that vagabond you'd love to kill
But I really ain't got time for the all the guilt.

I'm gone tonight. You best I'm leavin'
Packing my belongings then it's off the evening
I exactly been embraced by the populace
Set sail upon the 7 seas of the annonamous
I'm gone. Best I'm leavin'
my belongings then it's off into the evening
I'm diggin' a tunnel to where the sun will shine
I got my book, I got my dream, I've got myself and be fine

(My time) is the day the day the earth stood still
(My time) is the day before the soldiers fired at
(My time) is the day before the hunter his kill
My time's the final mile the valley meets the hill
And I'm an
where the farmers barter appetites
Sweet-talkin' harrassment to a mere flashing of badges
Prototypic landscapes chased every step of my well-oiled collective workforse frozen intention festive. Wait.
What the captivated?
Well I am the product of skeleton dancers poised crooked amidst blue fields of firey bliss mixed
With disease applicant activist rattlers, grave child
Oh you're expecting smiles after sticking the pin in limb and
God, if I could offer of fantasies I would
I'd place the button in the square for everyone to push
You see my responsibilties range across the board
And I'd rather be a pen than a sword
I swim a cold lake, and no mistake: I was not ready
All and out of shape, made the company look messy
(Sorry, well sorry) Honestly it or leave it
Just let me know so I ain't beggin' forgiveness the evening.
Basic locomotive with a whistle and
Tryin'a my cargo 'cross the map without a boost
Fragile in ways then 10 yet sturdy bird construction
Hope the smoke stacks puff into the morn, torn

I'm tonight, you best believe I'm leavin'
Packing my belongings then it's off into the
I'll upon every little door that comes about
I'll sweep porch if you can spare a couple of breadcrumbs and a couch.
I'm gone, best I'm leavin'
Packing my belongings then off into the evening
This turning in my sleep is old and older still
I think I can, I think I can, I I can,
I I will.