It's like I've been given a
Three inch blade
To cut down a full grown oak
It's not so much impossible
As it is unlikely I'd ever have the followthrough to go on
But those trees loom over head
Casting shadows like skyscrapers
With little stiff bodies
Hanging from the windows
With their heads rolled off to the side
I think it's about time you go home
I think it's about
Time that you
Go home!
I won't lie awake tonight
I won't lie awake, lie awake tonight
It's like I've been given a
Three inch blade
To cut down a full grow oak
It's not so much impossible
As it is unlikely I'd ever have the followthrough to go

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