F.Y.I. Yeah I know what we do
You've got to listen to the past
Get this lump off our backs
It's like a trench dug deeply
With a bad attitude
Placed our fingers in our ears
Watching lips turn blue
Oooo ooo
The sun comes out
And the shadows are dark
Contemplate all you want
But we're more like sharks
We circle back again
To the start of the start
And to watch from the side
Is just stupid art.
It's so light
And we're waiting for
We're alive
What are we waiting for?

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