Is that a strain Or a delicate smile Built to proportion? It might as well have been you And all the things you do Somedays I`m waiting For my pulse to calm down Into the low hundreds I shake the shirt loose off my back
Day and night, year in year out
I discovered my sweet dreams Of corruption deep inside myself I should have stood in carny Or end up preserved upon your shelf
Day and night, year in year out
Will you ever understand That I`m only an object Day and night year in year out I`m just trying to be the subject
Where others see the abstract I only see the truth And that has always been To repeat my youth
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