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IN PLACE
Nothing good has happened here in several months
I would've just left but I want what it was
Last night something psychedelic took my hand
Walked me with no shoes out onto the white sand
As I stand & stare out at the crashing waves
Reminded how everything has to have it's way
Just cause somethings comfortable don't mean it stays
You're better off just letting all the signals fade
You know I've tried to hold on tight for days
While all the things I used to like ache
Even the moon she holds the tide in place
As all the things we quantify change
Last night I stayed to long inside a neon sign
Swear I tried to leave but somehow lost the fight
Cause there are two coyotes up inside my mind
The one I feed the other that I keep confined
In a cage for days & days I've tried
As all the things I used to like die
Even the moon she holds the tide in place
As all the things we quantify change
All the things we quantify change
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