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[ti:Hit or Miss] |
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[ar:Sleeping at Last] |
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[al:Yearbook Collection] |
[00:22.16] |
Hurry, hurry up and wait |
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Is how the waiting game is played |
[00:43.38] |
A thousand moving parts keep score |
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Inside the watch we can't ignore |
[00:59.56] |
So let's hurry, let's hurry up and wait |
[01:15.54] |
Much too tired to try |
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Much too stubborn to quit |
[01:22.11] |
On an island in between |
[01:25.04] |
The coasts of hit or miss |
[01:29.23] |
Are we settlers or are we natives of this land? |
[01:35.40] |
Only time will tell |
[01:37.38] |
On which pedestal we were meant to stand |
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So let's hurry, let's hurry up and wait |
[01:56.85] |
So let's hurry, let's hurry, hurry up and wait |
[02:12.79] |
Every cloud above's full of splattered paint |
[02:19.31] |
Every seed below lies patiently in wait |
[02:26.19] |
But a watched kettle never boils |
[02:29.20] |
A watched tree never grows |
[02:32.03] |
May we have our tea in the forest |
[02:36.12] |
May we reap all that we sow |
[02:39.66] |
So let's hurry, so let's hurry, hurry up, hurry up and wait |
[02:52.90] |
So let's hurry, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and wait |