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Come to send, not condescend.
Trampled moss on your souls.
Take me for a ride before we leave...
Circumstance...clapping hands.
And a little...
Just a little time before we leave.
Stop light plays its part,
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Paint a picture forty shades of gray.
Fought tradition, no one's safe from harm.
Things were different then, all is different now...
Things were different then, all is different now...
Who You Are
Transcendental consequence is
To transcend where we are.
Who are we? Who we are.
Changes all...you're a part.
Seen it all, not at all.
Can't defend fucked up men.
Driving winds...happenstance.
Off the track, in the mud,
Past the moss in the aforementioned verse.
So I would say you've got a part.
What's your part? Who you are.
You are who, who you are.
Hard to Imagine
Light your pillow, lay back, watch the flames.
I'll tell a story, no one would listen that long.
It's hard to imagine, it's hard to imagine...
Wait a little, cup and curse these arms.
After having seen all that they saw,
It's hard to imagine, it's hard to imagine...
I tried to explain, some how...
I tried to explain, I hope this works somehow...
Things were different then, all is different now...
I tried to explain, oh, somehow...