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The Strokes – Life Is Simple In the Moonlight Lyrics 14 years ago
As I watched the velvet drapes appear
And that door was closed for 40 years
'Cause we hide what we don't want to hear
As we hide we our dream, near here

He is coming from a part of hell
Where light green-blue eyes don't go down well
He can tell that we're oblivious
It's a diction and routine as well

Making fools out of, the best of us
Making robots of, the rest of us
And our silence itself, in America today
Is a crime just like, going out westward

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Julian Casablancas – River of Brakelights Lyrics 15 years ago
I think the very closing lines are "rapid stand-still" having to do with the gridlock of traffic in a rapidly growing or overcrowded city. Or just the fact that our own own growth impedes us.

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