various snippets floating through the transom...
And all the roads that lead to you were winding
And all the lights that light the way are blinding
There are many things that I would like to say to you
But I don't know how
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On the dry and dusty road
The nights we spend apart alone
I need to get back home to cool cool rain
I can't sleep and I lay and I think
The night is hot and black as ink
Oh God, I need a drink of cool cool rain
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Oh yeah, I need steam
Feel the steam around me
Ah you're turning up the heat
When I start to dream aloud
'Til you're movin' hands and feet
Won't you step into this cloud of steam
This steam
Give me steam
And how you feel can make it real
Real as any place you've been
Get a life with the dreamer's dream
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There's a puzzle in my head
I'll spend a lifetime finding pieces
It'll take forever to put together
The square and the round
Something to prove I'm not hangin' around
Hangin' around
Yeah, there's a desert in my head tonight
I'll lie here like a dead man all night
I still have a face, it looks like mine
If only, if only, if only, if only
If only I could reach my mind
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There's a picture on my wall
A crack in the ceiling
Cigarette burns in my hall
I get the feeling
That you surround me
That you surround me, mmm
If I died a thousand times
My soul washed beside me
I will never be alone
You're always inside me
And you surround me
And you surround me
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They all laugh at angry young men
They all laugh at edison
And also at einstein
So why should I feel sorry
If they just couldnt understand
The idiomatic logic
That went on in my head
I had a brain
It was insane
Oh they used to laugh at me
When I refused to ride
On all those double decker buses
All because there was no driver on the top
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Two kinds of trouble in this world
Living... dying
I lost my power in this world
And the rumors are flying
So I go insane
Like I always do
And I call your name
Shes a lot like you
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When illusion spin her net
Im never where I want to be
And liberty she pirouette
When I think that I am free
Watched by empty silhouettes
Who close their eyes, but still can see
No one taught them etiquette
I will show another me
