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I to take photographs of things that are real
But science does not to my aid
It brings forth these questions and theories I
It opposes and challenges my
why does the grass grow?
The turn and fall?
The moon that draws back all waves?
And it get started? We couldn't recall
That's knowledge too to be retained

She told me she never liked my opinions
them askew and a waste of her time
Instead of writing each song with meaning
All you do is lie boy, you lie boy you lie
So what if got my convictions
When the day is I can say i tried
Because I can't stop the from spinning
But what I can do is take her out of my

I must choose the next note that I play
It determines the of the strain
The rhythm, the arrangement and made
It's the thing keeping me sane
That's why I absorb myself deep in each
In hopes that it me away
But the parts last long enough and the chords growing faint
And eventually the band the stage

She told me that she never loved me for my
Called it abrasive and tasteless and
Instead of singing each with some feeling
All you do it boy, you whine, boy you whine
Watch me as I accept her position
calloused and biased over night (over time)
I tip my to the side just grinning
Singing darling I never loved you for mind

I must act before it's too late
Time is neither friend nor mine
It's tracking me closely every move that I make
to strike!