The living word I thought you died
I wrote a song that said you tried
But couldn't live your life inside
This world of ours
And when your pockets fill with sand
Every hour pa**es with demands
That go unmet, with empty hands that follow them
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And you stay every day
Trying to make it go away
Don't go
And the things that you say
Like you're acting in a play
You know?
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And I saw you in a hall
With a pair of horns atop your head
But that was just someones' mistake
A translation they had missed
Just one more on a long list
Of foreign phrases that they had misread
And it happens all the time
It's a slow and steady grind
That leaves everyone behind
Til it's forgotten and it's fine (fine, fine, fine)
I froze my eyes were red and dry
The summer night went slowly by
As hums and buzzes failed to help me
Sleep again
And I heard tell that the precious stones
That shook the earth and rattled bones
Would some day make a fitting home
Somewhere pretty
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