Focus on the choir
They can't see you gasping for assistance
Sitting in the back row of a hall
That's free of windows
Blink twice if you hear me
This isn't real
Dreams mark our skin
I call this fiction
You had no reason
I watched you pull three birds out of mid flight
Snap their necks
So we'll all retreat in an attempt to save ourselves
From the massacre of the pirates
I'm blind now
But I can feel you brushing up against my side
With knives in both your hands
There's a reason for all of this
But you know I'm forgetful
Focus on the choir
They can't see you
They can't hear you
Your existence is a question
You're a question
There's no answer

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Stay Classy, San Diego song meanings
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    General CommentThere is no answer, because your existence isn't a question in the first place.

    Remember, your life isn't just a singular path nor does it ever need a purpose. Instead, life is an unrequited story with an ending. Enjoy the story. Enjoy writing it. Enjoy sharing your story with the ones you love. Even the bad things. This is the essence of life, and life, fairly enough, is an amazing thing.

    Love this song btw. ^^
    snowjacketon January 16, 2012   Link

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