How lovely a find that's entered my mind along this mossy trail And how coyly it hides the truth about how it is we can ask how Crowds jump to their deaths from the bridges I drive by tonight They missed out on it all The whole gist there as they fall You're not expected to know why in such a short time There are stanzas never meant to rhyme Far better a find it is if we try to span the weird divide With no real rationale We step out of bounds and think we've escaped the lies And we're marched so long but we've much farther than we've gone to go And we'll make a new ship Christen it for the trip with a toddler at the helm this time There are things we never will define. Crowds jump to their deaths from the bridges I drive by tonight But they missed on it all The whole gist there as they fall You're not expected to know why in such a short time There are things we never will define.
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