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Now, look at that road
Look at that climb
When it's throwing in a nickel, or get out a dime
Too patterned, too close
Too flattered, too broke
Now, look at you go
Took the morning to float
Took the morning to find
I got a vision of a mission, but an awkward vibe
Too livid, too scared
Too loving, too closed
Now, look at you know
When the cause is dead on arrival
And you coulda, shoulda, woulda for free
Now look at your postscript every minute
It's a very slow thing to have glean, no
So, maybe you know
Or maybe you don't
It isn't time for a fitting of a passing cloak
Too forward, too fine
Too patient, too wise
Now, look at you shine
Took the matter to house
Took the matter to mouth
With the feeling that I'm fishing in a harbour now
Too clever, too kind
Too patterned to hide
Now, look at that smile
So, when the cause ain't dead on arrival
And you couldn't, shouldn't, wouldn't for free
Do not hang your cause on revival
'Cause now looking is bringing you grief
So, when the cause is dead on arrival
And you couldn't, shouldn't, wouldn't for free
I wouldn't have forced it on the minute
Well, it's a very hard thing to have grief
Oh, give it a minute
We're dancing in it
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