It all comes and goes in waves
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Everything looks the same
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The cornfields, the cows, the flies, the coughing
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The musky air that fills our rows and permeates
~#**************#~
Even through the ash infested vents from the fires
~#**************#~
Eating away at the barks of trees like this moment
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Eating away at the last dose of happiness lingering on the dust of our bones
~#**************#~
The other night, wrapped in crispy motel sheets
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I clenched my body and pretended I was an embryo in my mothers womb
~#**************#~
It was the only source of warmth and comfort that could sing me to sleep
~#**************#~
But now, I see the sheep out the window on green pastures
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I hope they have water
~#**************#~
I sometimes imagine myself being reincarnated as one
~#**************#~
And jumping over these low wire fences to freedom
~#**************#~
I wonder how far I could make it without a human catching me
~#**************#~
Taming me, bringing me back to their living painting
~#**************#~
A life to look at as they wash the dishes, smeared with my mothers milk that they stole from me
~#**************#~
(Ooh)
~#**************#~
Its raining, finally
~#**************#~
And the van is slowly drifting into the other lane
~#**************#~
Eddie is driving
~#**************#~
(Ooh)
~#**************#~
Everyone else is asleep, sometimes coming up for air
~#**************#~
Their heads poking up like groundhogs before sinking back into their holes
~#**************#~
But its not all dark and grim
~#**************#~
There are moments of hope
~#**************#~
They come to me when its quiet
~#**************#~
They come to me when everyone is synched in their levels of happy, which doesnt happen often, but when it does, its nice
~#**************#~
I wonder if well look back and think that these miles of cornfields, these anguished breaths, these forced smiles, these moments that were gone, the momentary calms
~#**************#~
And the thousands of little bugs pressed against our windshield
~#**************#~
Were all worth it
~#**************#~
[Refrain]
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I dont know exactly where Im supposed to be
~#**************#~
Theres a hollow thought that takes control of me
~#**************#~
[Outro]
~#**************#~
Dont stop givin up, dont stop givin up
~#**************#~
Dont stop givin up, dont stop givin up
~#**************#~
Dont stop givin up, dont stop givin up
~#**************#~
Dont stop givin up, dont stop givin up
~#**************#~
(I dont know exactly where Im supposed to be)
~#**************#~
Dont stop givin up, dont stop givin up
~#**************#~
Dont stop givin up, dont stop givin up
~#**************#~
(Theres a hollow thought that takes control of me)
~#**************#~
Dont stop givin up, dont stop givin up
~#**************#~
(And I know exactly where Im supposed to be)
~#**************#~
Dont stop givin up, dont stop givin up
~#**************#~
Dont stop givin up, dont stop givin up
~#**************#~
(Theres a hollow thought that takes control of me)
~#**************#~
Dont stop givin up, dont stop givin up
~#**************#~
Dont stop givin up, dont stop givin up
