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Special ed
02:40
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Choking up, breathing ashes in the air
Reading the signs in the tea leaves, looking for relief
Filling in nines in the lines and squares
There's a flaw in the logic
There's a hole in the plan
In the case of emergency we've been assured that we
Will all be fine with nowhere to land
It took a while, it took a while
But I got it
Burning up, got a fever for a fight
So find me swinging like a monkey in the middle
But nobody's left, and nobody's right
Every loss is an ocean
And every win is a loss
So buck up your stamina, smile for the camera
Nobody wants you to count the cost
It took a while, it took a while,
But I got it
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Holy war
04:36
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At last you found a reason to stay
Taking command or taking the bait
You worked it all out on the blackboard
You had your ducks in a row
But in the morning with a stranger in the living room
You're aim's not so certain anymore
Set your sights, firing line
Leave your doubts behind
It's out of your hands but it's under control
Is all you can say
But claiming there's a method to the madness
Doesn't mean it's not madness anyway
When you've left all you know
St John's walk will guide you home
Out of time and out of place
Always lost in Grace
You fought this harder than a holy war
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Big prey
03:00
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A weekend in the country
Has got me out here hunting
Not animals but something I think I lost
I'm looking for the big prey
The kind that always gets away
And leaves me trying to act blasé and shrug it off
I don't know what it is
But I think about it sometimes
I dream of greener pastures
While I'm stuck here counting backwards
And when I think I've got the answer the question's wrong
I'm pulling out the big guns
And I'm firing them all at once
But when the smoke clears and the silence returns the thrill is gone
I don't know what it is
But I think about it sometimes
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Indifferent
03:42
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Another introduction, another handsome face
Another look to put me in my place
A witty comment, a nervous laugh
Another quote for my epitaph
You and I standing here when the music stops
I will see you turn to me and show me that you're not indifferent
Another haunted morning, another early flight
Another ghost that vanishes in the light
A cup of coffee, a stolen hour
Is all to tide me over now
Out on my landing we're trying to stop the clock
I will see you turn to me and show me that you're not indifferent
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