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lately words awkwardly fall out of me like your first at bat missing and all that and I can't seem to finish a simple sentence, a thought progression guess I need not mention when I stop to think I forget everything and you can't write it down it's no verb or no noun it's like a story told âfore you ever get old or like a seventh sense or is coincidence Then we think we're torn, when really we're just worn and when we don't understand it's like some divine hand and as the days do pass, nothing in nature lasts and I can't swallow it, it just seems too big to fit and when the darkness come androgynous and numb say no more in â04, be like you're heavens' door thank god for chance meetings, chances are our best things up there with ocean waves, and sleeping in all day and stayin' up all night and knowin' you're so right ahh ahh they're only words, just leave âem out aint no cynicism gonna get me down they're only words From Letras Mania