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Little works of wonder in a nostalgic mood

Let no man pull this under

This is a private suit

Descending, softly, down the hillside

They say

Dim the lights, it’s better not to see things

Relying on the free things

Just like a favorite tune

And of course I had my feet in the absurd

Couse I tried to fit my life into a word

And it still turns out the same

We’re half seas over, in a nostalgic mood

I got my arms wrapped around your shoulder

Just like a private suit

Feeding on molasses, drinking all the glasses

They say

Kill the lights, it’s better not to see things

Relying on the free things

Like a favorite tune

But on top of everything, it sounds absurd

That I tried to fit my life into a word

And it still turned out the same

Hey, but don’t worry about me

I’ll be sitting by the seashore

Laughing at the lifeforms

Whistling down the breeze

So don’t worry about me

'cause you can’t please everyone

And I’m thinking to myself

And I’m not the only one

We all gotta learn

To give some in return

Like little works of wonder

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