Back of your mind
You're counting it down
You want what you want
You're not worrying now
Taunt the TVs
Left, right, left
Hear the lights change
And hide in your head

You slide off the side
And curse in your sleep
You kiss your clay lips
And kill the canteen
So now its all done
It's all leaving or left
The bees will die out
And you'll wonder who's next

And so as part of the whole
You try'n let go of
All that you can't control

Cause you spent all your spin
2004, but nothing much changed,
And nothing felt sure.
Except maybe one thing
One ominous fact
So you checked yourself out
With the crowd that's rolled back

While you're waving goodbye
Clouds grouped in white flags
Prospectors line up
Cuffed jeans and messenger bags
Seeing memories sold
Grave plots in the glow
Cafes and condos
Watch'em go watch'em go, oh
watch'em go, watch'em go

And so as part of the whole
You try'n let go of
All that you can't control
So most of you stay
You settle in waves
Complacently asleep
Or a quarter awake
Keep down the dertif' in your brain
You can't take
Truth you can't face
Truth you can't fake

You gotta face it, oh
You gotta face it, oh
You gotta face it


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