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Feeling down when I should do more
Spinning plates long cold on the floor
Is there retribution left for me?
Well if it's so I guess we'll see

Is it easier in the sky?
Could these mechinations pass me by?
Could I be grounded in the mist?
No dwelling on the marks I missed

I remember when I lost myself
The hide and seek on carousels
An idle dream turned cry for help
A currency you can't buy or sell

Well you aren't here but I still talk
On a cold and winter walk
You have some bags in your blue coat
I can hear you clear your throat 

Two AM I'm gasping for the breath I breathed
I guess the only change I can see
I spend my time at a computer screen
And my only crown is on tooth 14

Well do I think that I could change?
It's not too late to act my age
There's still time for a final phase
What's a few more nights and days?