1901

Counting all different ideas driftin away
Past and present they don't matter
not if you just sort it out
Watch your moving in elliptical pattern
Think it's not what you say
What you say is way too complicated
For a minute thought I couldn't tell how to fall out

Oh It's 20 seconds til the last call
Going hey hey hey hey hey
By now, you know its easy
like we did it all summer long
And I'll be anything you ask and more
Going hey hey hey hey hey
It's not a miracle we needed
And no I wouldn't let you think so

Falling, falling, falling, falling
Falling, falling, falling, falling

Girlfriend, you know your girlfriends drifting away
Past and present, 1855 1901
Watch them build up a material tower
Think it's not gonna stay, anyway, think it's overrated
For a minute, thought I couldn't tell how to fall out

Uh It's 20 seconds to the last call
going hey hey hey hey hey
Lie down, you know it's easy
like we did it all summer long
And I'll be anything you ask and more
going hey hey hey hey hey
It's not a miracle we needed
and no, I wouldn't let you think so

Falling, falling, falling, falling
Falling, falling, falling, falling

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