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You laughed when they warned you to stay out
There doesn't appear any way out
From where you went under
You visited every museum
Pursuing a false lead on the
Source of your blunder
Sooner inclined to plant the mind
On the blind side of folly
You can't last much longer there
Got to come out for air
When you turn that colour
You needed a calling to rise to
But now it might be wise to
Let go of the rudder
Forcing the orchestra to change
In the range of your fancy
Until the last had been estranged
And the stage thundered empty
In deep, barely can feel it
Got the right brush to conceal it
Nothing else pressing
Making the most of your pastime
Living it up like a last time
Brilliant guessing
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| © 2007, 2010. Words and music by David Skerkowski. All rights reserved.
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