Closer to Zen
After Closer to Fine by Emily Saliers (lyrics only)
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I'm try | ing to tell you some | thing about our lives. |
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To | show you why we're al | ways intertwined. |
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And the | hardest thing I ever had | to do. |
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Was to | let you walk away from me | on Mu. |
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And when we saw At | lantis fall. | |
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Well our | souls have a bo | nd that's un | breakable. |
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But we've | screwed it up | for several thousand | years. |
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Every ti | me we get together there's dis | aster. |
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And ev | ery life the cycle just turns | faster. |
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But still we fall in | love again. |
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We were | burned once as Trojans, |
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And poi | soned as Ro | mans, |
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It would | have worked in Egypt, |
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Exc | ept for those | omens . . . |
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We sp | end the better part of our exis | tance |
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Waiting for the | axe to fall, |
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And ea | ch time through I won | der |
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If we really understand | at all. |
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When the | English took you | off to fight | their war. |
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You know I | mourned you like a | thousand times | before. |
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But my | tears couldn't stop the shells from | falling. |
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When you | died I felt your soul | calling. |
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And so we go | around once more. |
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We were | starving as pilgrims, |
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We dro | wned on Ti | tanic, |
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In 1812 | your ship went down, |
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Some | where in the | Atlantic. |
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I sp | end the better part of my exis | tance |
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Waiting for the | axe to fall, |
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And ea | ch time through I won | der |
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If I really understand | at all. |
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And now | I have found | you once | again. |
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We live | on a space ship co | lony |
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And we' | re fighting for | survival |
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With the stars as our re | ward. |
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And it | was all so perfect, |
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'til I started to get bo | red. |
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Are we going to go around | again? |
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We're cons | tantly striving |
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And tou | ugh it never works out. |
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I guess | we will dis | cover |
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There's mo | re than one question |
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That this love is forever | more. |
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And tho | ugh we'll never make it |
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At least this time we know the | score. |
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For | all that we've been through |
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That | keeps us from | being |
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There's al | ways a time of perfect hap | piness |
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Right before the | axe will fall. |
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And th | is time I'm quite su | re, |
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That I | don't understand at all |
January 27, 2000
For someone who said to me in all seriousness, "Don't worry hon, we'll work it out in the next life."