So we drive and we've driven 10,000 miles In our hometown Sink back into the driveway Which is zen the head in the stairs Or the body in the chair? A saving grace at odds with technology a saving grace 18 with a bottle of water cold jeans and the face of gibraltar How many trunks of your goods? How many goods do you give away? I'm spellbound when I can't move I stand in front of you I'm flipping back through the pages of your calandar and your books And your childhood and your looks I try to move in your direction against the grain of time I'm hoping to recollect my thoughts and motions I pray to science and history like cancer doesn't grow I worship and forget you bye Worship and forget you A saving grace And holding on to what we've made As it drags us by the legs across the living room Put the children to bed For a good night for tomorrow
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