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First impressions first
I command it
The feel of a star map
Flat in your hand
Cuz nobody knows what
you are feeling
cuz nobodyâs psychic
unless thatâs a lie
My most insistent dream
Who can name it?
easy to be wanted
But hard to feel loved
Here comes some jokers
looking for answers
on questions of freedom
Iâll just decline
The rest is up to us
Laying flatly
On some gentle incline
Near some parade
Itâs a national anthem
But I canât place the country
on questions of freedom
Iâll just decline
Pick up an old phone and hear the future coming back for you
Weâll turn to golden tape recorded versions of the truth
Everything is on itâs way
Last impressions last
You command it
The feel of a blueprint
Scrolled in your hand
We canât remember
The way that we got here
Something was uttered
And counties were crossed
Pick up an old phone and hear the future coming back for you
Weâll turn to golden tape recorded versions of the truth