Sing through your heart if your head's on the ground And the song's on high Cecilia says you've never seen the light unless you're found
Now my mind is like I-Ching on soda Goin another round I keep talking but I cannot understand Why you would give me time to let me put you down
You said: Don't you be surprised to find me I've been moving slowing Up into your mind where you can't hide me I've been coming around the corner waving: ? Hello, Howdy, Hi! Won't you give me five?
Now it's Sunday and I'm taking it slowly By the riverside Step into the water for a ritual that fades With the tide
See the smoke it blows white on white Into the sky it sends You get the message And suddenly you realize The right-wing lightning is gonna strike again
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Patron saint of the mediocre From you I get my name Like a ghost you're always hiding In the shadows of my eyes Just hid from view
