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There's no beginning to the story, a bookshelf sinks into the sand
And a language learned and forgot, in turn, is studied once again
It's a shocking bit of footage viewed from a shitty TV screen
You can squint out into snowy static to make out the meaning
And keep on stretching the antenna hoping that it will come clear
We need some reception, a higher message, just tell us what to fear
'Cause I don't know what tomorrow brings
It's alive with such possibilities
All I know is I feel better when I sing
Burdens are lifted from me
That's my voice rising
So, Michael, please keep the tape rolling, boys keep strumming those guitars
We need a record of our failures, yes, we must document our love
I've sat too long in my silence, I've grown too old in my pain
To shed this skin, be born again, it starts with an ending
So thank you, friends, for the time we shared
My love stays with you like sunlight and air
And though I truly wish I could keep hanging around here
My joy is covering me
Soon, I will disappear
It's not a movie
No private screening
This method acting
Well, I call that living
It's like a fountain
A door has opened
We have a problem
With no solution
But to love and to be loved
So I've made peace with the falling leaves
I see their same fate in my own body
But I won't be frightened when I'm awoken from this dream
And returned to that which
Gave birth to me
Gave birth to me
Gave birth to me
Gave birth to me
And the story goes
And the story goes
And it goes on and on and on and on
It's going on and on and on and on