Well I've been lost
In a sleepless word
When I speak, I move backwards
Come, be low
and let it sound the same
You're a working man all the same
Here's to do with time to think
While you work,
Your heart is a grave
Watch the ground slowly rising
and look at everything you've died from
is it all the same, ya it's all the same
Raise a boy in his room
Talk is cheap, and love is blue
He'll be studied and made for movies soon
But it's not the screen I live for
It's the night I bleed my blood for
Come be low, and help me finish the word

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