Hold me in my time
One day I'll be gone
And you'll see me as a thing that happened
Think I thought too much
Reaching out of touch
But I'll know when I see you coming
Toss away my crotch
Take your reactions as coming attractions
From dust that you keep on wishing
Sometimes I feel like I lost my line, lost my line, lost my line
Nowhere to go but up
But I'll know everything is alright when I see you again
You sprung on your cages, you crumble the pages
Of tales that nobody can tell
Sometimes I feel like there's no one home, all alone, all alone.
Shelter me from hate
Don't make me invisible
And you'll know me as the thing that happened each and every day
Good things are coming,
The problems that you running
Will catch up to you someday
Sometimes I feel like the lucky one, lucky one, lucky one.
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