Once there were nomadic roamers
One by one they lost their way
They bounced back over and over
Over the course of a hundred days
Life was their wailing wall
And some imagined slumbers were their grave
And it all piles up, another metaphor
On the way to another milestone ringing in my ears
Later on TV at midnight
Some kids shot through the room
Rose up like a stray satellite
‘Till they grabbed hold of the moon
Life was their wailing wall
And some intrinsic summers were their grade
Huddle down in the ground, this freeway’s far from over
Finally you’re for me, this cryogenic chamber
I can’t stand looking like I don’t know what I’m looking like
So press a little harder
And then maybe we’ll get out of this place
Life was my wailing wall
And some amazing runners bore my name
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