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The table’s stayed set for days now
And supper’s long since cold
You’re busy studyin’ monks on mountains
Their thumbs out on the road
Your stomach rumblin’
Stubborn shaman
Trying to listen
To ghosts of simpler times and birthrights

Babe, you’ve lived too many lives other than your own
But I’ll bring you back and turn you on
If you come here and lay your head down

The interweb, our friend and pet, foam from a trillion mouths
Post-post-modern kids of the millennium, we are all grown now
And accustomed, to information
We are modern, and equipped
To shut all naysayers down

Babe, you’ve lived too many lives other than your own
But I’ll bring you back and turn you on
If you come here and lay your head down

Babe, you’ve lived too many lives other than your own
But I’ll bring you back and turn you on
If you come here and lay your head down

I keep boxing gloves by the bed, babe
If the lights ever turn out
Just stay with me here in real life
And we’ll make each other’s blood hum

I keep boxing gloves by the bed, babe
If the lights ever turn out
Just stay with me here in real life
And we’ll make each other’s blood hum
We can make each other

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from Deliver Us From Chemicals, released June 14, 2013

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