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The last leaves are gently floating through the winter wind
or something
If it weren't for Bright Eyes, I'd wish I couldn't hear anything
Is this my mid life crisis?
My extinction is ensured
by natural cogs, it's already done, not even an issue
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There's a little light behind the hill
It coaxes objects into color so I know I'm looking at something
This should be enough, but its not
How much more do we know about space than we do
about the mind?
Answer: a little more Answer: a little more