paroles de chanson Unconscious Melody - Preoccupations
I
don't
want
a
wave
to
come
carry
me
under
It's
a
time
of
designs
I
open
up
a
book
I
can't
understand
the
meaning
I
need
something
to
read
Falling
over
backwards
in
an
embarrassing
fashion
Embarrassing
fashion
I
just
get
the
feeling
I
don't
have
any
sensation
It
isn't
much
of
a
feeling
When
you
sleep
And
you
breathe
an
unconscious
melody
Turning
on
your
intricate
circuitry
In
the
sea
you
can
see
infinity
When
you
breathe
an
unconscious
melody
I
hear
a
drum
But
there's
no
music
Different
kind
of
beat
through
a
different
kind
of
drum
There's
too
much
fire
To
keep
from
burning
There's
too
much
water
To
keep
from
sinking
Too
much
distraction
To
help
my
thinking
That
maybe
all
these
subjects
Aren't
worth
discussing
But
the
joy
comes
softly
The
joy
comes
softly
When
you
sleep
And
you
breathe
an
unconscious
melody
Turning
on
your
intricate
circuitry
In
the
sea
you
can
see
infinity
When
you
breathe
an
unconscious
melody
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