The last place I looked
Is the last place I couldn't find it
And the first time I find it
I'll know where it is
Life: Here & Now II
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Did you think you could get very far
With your complicated answers
Begging for wishes in my tip jar
Going straight to the bottom line
There's no payout, no return on this
Investment that you've been banking
Oh, you're going to be pissed
Reading the official statement
With your complicated answers
Begging for wishes in my tip jar
Going straight to the bottom line
There's no payout, no return on this
Investment that you've been banking
Oh, you're going to be pissed
Reading the official statement
Here it goes again
Here it goes again
I find my self blundering
into something I've never proven I can do.
I had been hopin'
That all of my wandering
Would have given me the courage I need to
I find my self blundering
into something I've never proven I can do.
I had been hopin'
That all of my wandering
Would have given me the courage I need to
for my card-carrying friend
demands for evidence almost always precede apologies
and follow flashes of doubt and mistrust
then we whip out the sanctioned documentation of our true intent
flash it around
thump it down
slide it (magstripe left, please)
protesting the whole affair as quite unneeded
when I needed reassurance, you simply showed up
waited patiently
listened carefully
smiled gently
spoke softly
and poured grace upon whom grace was needed
I know you
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and follow flashes of doubt and mistrust
then we whip out the sanctioned documentation of our true intent
flash it around
thump it down
slide it (magstripe left, please)
protesting the whole affair as quite unneeded
when I needed reassurance, you simply showed up
waited patiently
listened carefully
smiled gently
spoke softly
and poured grace upon whom grace was needed
I know you
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
Waters trembled
It was tender, it was slow
There was no need to rush
And in a moment we would know
In a moment loud with hush
Deep in the soul, waters trembled
It could have been the glance
Or perhaps it was more
Than what appeared as happenstance
There standing at the door
While deep in the soul, waters trembled
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