When all this mess will get me down I will depart from Chinatown Weaving in and out of line, the sidewalk's full of merchandise My nervous tick has got to quit, my cheeks are chewed down to the bit Up on the roof they're still around the hustling crowds still reach down I go up there and light a leaf and wish our turn was not so brief I'm paler than a summer blouse that's packed inside a haunted house I pack my bags and feel the family here is cropped by many hands That dig and plant me for the spring, come dig me out my lucid brain
this wilderness up in my head, this rhythm that's up in my head, this rhythm it needs to get right out of my clothes and get into my bedroom.
Is there no reason it can't be the way it was, music and me? My three best friends so casually just letting go so joyfully But if I let my wrist get tired, but if I let my spirit cry out There'll always be that fear of dying or is it just trying to divide? It makes me think my dearest things are not what they're supposed to be I trick myself when it is hard, I've got to keep up, oh my god And hope that I will not be wrong and keep my faith inside a song And we'll make up 'morrow, which reminds me not to leave them back inside
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this rhythm that's up in my head, this wilderness up in my head, this rhythm it needs to get right out of my clothes and get into my bedroom.
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sometimes the sun will shine, yes I am just doin fine. sometimes i'm not aware where I am or what I care sometimes i'm well-to-do but I don't know what to do sometimes I don't agree with my thoughts on being free
please don't leave me things that feel good, I've been lucky trying to feel good
sometimes the sun will shine, yes I am just doin' fine. sometimes i'm not aware where I am or what i care sometimes i'm well-to-do but I don't know what to do sometimes i don't agree with my thoughts on being free.
please don't leave me things that feel good, I've been lucky trying to feel good
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