And when you think
You think some thoughts
You think some thoughts
And then you let them go
Float away in a stream
They take their leave so fastly
They were here
But now they're gone
You motherfuckers
You motherfuckers
Where did you go?
Did you go?
Oh I need some paper
There's a man by the lake
He spends his days in shifty ways
Catching rays
Suspicious
And of course it's late
It's filled by the stream
That carried your thoughts away
Malicious
I need paper, I need paper
I need paper, yes I do
To keep my thoughts from going away
To keep my thoughts from blowing away...
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