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sitting out-side
taking a note
of people you see
and things that can float
wondering why
wondering how
everything goes
especially now
everything that you can see
is waiting there for me
(nothing i'm saying is true) [etc]
i was alone in the winter of '94
winnowing winds frightened me so much more then
(everything that you can see)
i look at a friend
and start to pretend
that everything goes
from here to the end
they punch me first
i punch them worst
we're much better friends
than we used to be
i imagine the clouds
want to see what we see
floating way up
for forever's not free
dom
free
dom
i was alone in the winter of '94
winnowing winds frightened me so much more then
i'm always right
smack dab in the middle
of every day that comes round here
(i want to smash something dear to me / make a brand new memory)