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I was born with a teacup on my head, |
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Copper tin and lead, ash and dust. |
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Sky color: Indiana Red, |
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Like Kansas, Oklahoma, plus a thousand years of rust. |
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Examine it carefully before it's set ablaze, |
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Take it all in before it's gone, gone, gone. |
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Let's notice everything, I mean every grain of salt. |
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Let's be thorough to a fault and next time |
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we'll build it twice as strong. |
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And all of this will disappear as quickly as it came, |
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The fire and the rain oxidize and rearrange |
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Focus on the pain, |
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Focus on the way to get out. |
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Virginia, 1902. |
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There was nothing we could do, cracked bell fell off a train, |
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Slow walking down Cedar Avenue, |
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I came to find you, I came to feel urbane. |
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No more speed, no more direction, |
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No more push and pull, and no more lessons, |
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Save it for the afterlife, don't want to hear your confessions, |
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It's the hammer walking, then it's the hammer down. |
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And all of this will disappear as quickly as it came, |
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The fire and the rain oxidize and rearrange |
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Focus on the pain, |
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Focus on the way to get out. |