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They say it's like riding a bike
You know you just never forget
White crosswalk blurs and red stoplight swirls
My body seemingly passed through an automobile
I watch my life spin on by like slides in a carousel
I'm having a bad day
Solve this coincidence
My guardian angel keeps letting his guard down
Lost in synchronicity
Hello, cruel world
I wonder how things used to be
Before memories replaced reality
It happens how you choose to remember it
Little white lies to your therapist
I spent a winter indoors just getting to know my new self
I read some books and wrote some songs
And when I emerged I was who I claimed to be
I'm having a bad day
Solve this coincidence
My guardian angel keeps letting his guard down
Lost in synchronicity
Hello, cruel world
I'm a wind-up bird down a well
Sometimes a man just needs to think
Sometimes a man just needs to get away
... or at least believe he got away