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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