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Built To Spill Ancient Melodies Of The Future

in the hurry of the past i forgot to make it last simple choices made too fast im alarmed and i cant ___________ ______ didnt count? crashing

youre life that sky? mayve try? all guy? for i might one tries? but dont try their time? their kind no dont try they might seem

the symptoms of our getting older the problems that say we don't mind that most of us never get over the memories mingled with lies coincidence gave a

they never feel they dont even seem real they never try, so why should i something is wrong they never mind, so why should i something invisible

everybody everybody everybody everybody everybody know everybody know everybody know everybody know that you that you that you that you are

in the hurry of the past i forgot to make it last simple choices made too fast ______ didnt count? im alarmed and i cant ___________ crashing onto this

all right and all the minds of your life you make it fine and when its later open up your window just in case you are a radar, built to scan the deeps

this strange plan is random at best this strange how much more can i take this strange changing atmosphere and it gravity too in its severity this strange

Do you want it to be outside the cool night the stars gravitate toward you do you want it to be outside the cool night with the fog wraps itself around