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Pride is good. Fear is bad. But it's velocity that makes me sad. Here I come. False alarm. Tents and fireworks to keep me warm. Well, I can't say, what I don't know. What's a ship without a captain after all? And I can't preach, what I don't pray; As I fall for every empty word I say. And I wander, too. And I wonder, too. I stole a dream. I wrestled a bear. I watched the sun go down in Lincoln Square. I stood upright. I flexed my chest. A heart in agony I went to bed. Now here I come. Down the hall. I keep my front door open after all. But I can't preach, where I don't pray. And I fall for every empty word I say. And I wander, too. And I wonder, too. In the clouds - will I need a reason? In the clouds - will I need to brag? I can't believe how strange it is to be anything at all.
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Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 6:39 PM UTC
Tents & Fireworks
Pride is good. Fear is bad. But it's velocity that makes me sad. Here I come. False alarm. Tents and fireworks to keep me warm. Well, I can't say, what I don't know. What's a ship without a captain after all? And I can't preach, what I don't pray; As I fall for every empty word I say. And I wander, too. And I wonder, too. I stole a dream. I wrestled a bear. I watched the sun go down in Lincoln Square. I stood upright. I flexed my chest. A heart in agony I went to bed. Now here I come. Down the hall. I keep my front door open after all. But I can't preach, where I don't pray. And I fall for every empty word I say. And I wander, too. And I wonder, too. In the clouds - will I need a reason? In the clouds - will I need to brag? I can't believe how strange it is to be anything at all.
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Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 6:39 PM UTC
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