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[ti:Plains] |
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[ar:Wye Oak] |
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[al:Civilian] |
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Into the desert, weathered forever |
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Desperate clouds follow them out |
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Seeing the future, cautiously answer |
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Slowly the plains sideways rain |
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The days whispered and shouted and everything counted |
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The signs were around, we looked, so we found |
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Been seeking a pattern, none of it mattered |
| [01:27.43] |
Watching the sky cycling by |
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Through windows of the past |
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We are seeing the same thing but they are not laughing |
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Smoke from the engine, the bones of the plain |
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And I notice this vaguely but it couldn't contain me |
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And so I've been tamed and so it remains and I am ashamed |
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And I am in the strangest path |
| [02:51.31] |
Try to remember, pen to the paper |
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Caution, get out, what's it about? |
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The pictures are empty, voices have left me |
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It's only the plains sideways rain |
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And I am ashamed and I am ashamed |
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That every day is just the same |
