one day i was telling you
all about coming from dust
cashed it i to buy a few locks i knew wouldn't rust

if i lock you up
will the edges fade
will you understand

how simple i am
i can walk for many miles
thinking that i'll never comprehend

i can't argue worth a damn
'cause i know my questions never end


if i walk away
will the phrases play
or will they all become one

under the sun

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and when the pleasure is done
(why don't i want to know it all) [x2]
and when the measuring's done

somehow i already know it all

answers never satisfy

i wear them out as soon as they come
i lie in between the sides
i'm happy when the fighting is done

so i'll read the news
and i'll get the blues
and i'll make it matter

for a minute or two

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