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Oh, to be just as natural
As a 90ft wave or fire on the slope
Instead of sitting dumb in the bureau’s chair
Wrangling with sanity, dashing every hope
To undergo that kind of change
Where whole world stays the same and you come around to it
Where the only mantle that remains is the one you were born with
So you come around to it
Oh, to be something gradual
Like a glacier with time, displacing anything
Instead of sitting dumb, acting casual
While watching acquaintances slowly crumbling
To undergo that kind of change
Where whole world stays the same and you come around to it
Where the only mantle that remains is the one you were born with
So you come around to it
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