I. Still life of the World
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The moon is stained with midnight tears of fortune
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Tainted pastures, scarecrows point to no one
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My favorite cigarette plays its funeral song
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Still life of the world
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Shrinking violet wounded by her mother
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Old men sleep while porcelain screams take over
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And the wolf disguises her dying love
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The still life of the world
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The still life of the world
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II. |
Searching for the Air
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I took in the sunrise and I tried to save it
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I looked through my own eyes and I thought I’ve made it
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I thought I could reach the sky, but I’m stuck here on the ground
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I wanted to drink wine from the captain’s table
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I saw it in my mind’s eye but my hands weren’t able
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Searching for the air but it all keeps coming down
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Down
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Coming down
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I’m searching for the air but I’m stuck here on the ground
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On the ground
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I’m searching for the air but I’m stuck here on the ground
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Searching for the air
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III. |
Pound for Pound
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Neither more, neither less
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And I’m not trying to take some test
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And I’m not trying to prove myself
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And I’m not trying to run away
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Away from you
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In all these years I’ve seen the changes take place
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Like the eyes melt in a way
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Like the sun bringing the morning
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And I know
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It was all for you
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When I get to walk the streets
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Without this burden on my feet
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I know I’ve been called home
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These shoes won’t be my own to fill
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When I see the past beneath
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My heavy heart is finally free
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Searching for the Air
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Searching for the air but I have found
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It’s pound for pound
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Underneath this cosmic symphony
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Underneath this pain
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This happiness
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And underneath the river string
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A will to live
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I’ve given love
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I’ve given hate
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I’ve given peace
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And I’ve made war
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And I’ve been scared by
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Words and swords
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But, here I am
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The will to live
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You know, when I get to walk the streets
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Without the burden on these feet
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I know I’ve been called home
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This place will be my own again
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When I feel the past beneath
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My heavy heart is finally free
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Searching for the air
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Searching for the air but I have found
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It’s pound for pound
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Searching for the air
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Searching for the air but I have found
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It’s pound for pound
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One day I’ll see you there
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One day I’ll see you there but here and now
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It’s pound for pound
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Pound for pound |