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Draw your five short breaths and pretend itâs meditation
Shower head higher power give me patience
Make me nobodyâs robot make me nobodyâs slaughtered lamb
Delivery me from evil and open me as best you can.
Playin cracked guitar for the Boston Occupation
Get your blindfold drift aimed and endless destinations
Watch the wake and assembly leave principled righteous lives
With your heartbeat through set cement honored to be here guys.
See itâs a slow crawl and a new wave
And if you feel small, donât babe
Whenever youâre alone youâre not
You wait in line so I can finish conversations
Straighten out the stories and edit out the faces
Youâre lost in the file when the cashier catches your eye
Summon up a smile, come back to earth and mumble âhi hi hiâ
And itâs connected on a timeline
Itâs a circle, no sides
At the same point where it starts it stops.
Out on the back lot you wanted for nothin
you sat with your hands full, the future was open
A dreamt southwestern sky
A moon drenched island night
A new born day awake and alive.
Now itâs a nightclub with a guest list
And oh oh, bad news kid
Who everâs gettin in weâre not
So letâs start up our own just us
Where anything we need, anything we need
Anything we need weâve got.