"last page" genre: Experimental/Post Rock
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	Lyrics you came in wrestling all fours and murray street personality prevails if reciprocity sticks here then I'm gone sad days when we were sick there's no authority there's none like company at all help me up, park bench help me up distract him you throw the best mess on stage Sur la denier paige tu arriver We are fleeting hands of time How d`you make someone scream for fifteen minutes? Just a blink How d`you get past that hanging lower lip, Those blue oysters, That pearl That expectancy, That possibility-- How d`you say no? We are second hands, Long hands, skipping through hours and lovers like a clock We are fallacies at four, Who's to believe in Mondays? What's to hold onto twenty? Who's to say tomorrow? Monday might get nervous, Or Tuesday might meet Wednesday I am old enough now to declare the next six-seconds better I'm strong enough to defy the direct path to comfort, Where's the joy in tomorrow When it's only written on a napkin? Care stone, chance, evolution, Care motor, carousel, daring, Care blue , lower , three a.m., alcohol, instincts-- And damn realism-- We are fleeting hands of time

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