Closing in on December And it’s hard to remember All our plans got dismembered But we ended up right here Lost track of the timing Looking for silver lining Getting old and un-winding But it’s still not very clear So it’s true that we build up our Lives around safety routines So what’s new At the end of the day We’re well-oiled machines
CHORUS: Deceive me so sweetly I need the innocent ones to revolt Pull the wool from my eyes Cause it takes the change I never make I don’t want to make do With same mistakes
Picture spending the evening In the middle of Cleveland Say goodnight to what we’ve been In Eastern Standard Time Head South through the Mid-West Gas stops and the big rest Is it in your best interest To break the ties that bind So it goes that we never live up To the goals that we set So we know that the more we get done Well the harder it gets
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So as gray as the clouds get I take comfort in knowing They’re not turning black. We get only get so far Before eventually We’re just turning back
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Compositor: Eric Martin Hutchinson ECAD: Obra #10338235