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                                                Thinking 
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                phase 
                                                one
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                woolen 
                                                mallets 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                bass 
                                                drums
 
                                    
                                
                                                Early 
                                                hours 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                drive-through
 
                                    
                                
                                                Playing 
                                                early 
                                                DIIV 
                                                and 
                                                Nite 
                                                Jewel
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                found 
                                                ourself 
                                                in 
                                                stage 
                                                three
 
                                    
                                
                                                Observing 
                                                murals 
                                                dotting 
                                                Lake 
                                                Street
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                every 
                                                story 
                                                comes 
                                                    a 
                                                stalemate
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                you've 
                                                been 
                                                living 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                failed 
                                                state
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                night 
                                                gets 
                                                cold 
                                                but 
                                                there's 
                                                smoke 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                clouds
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                having 
                                                trouble 
                                                sleeping 
                                                and 
                                                it's 
                                                stressing 
                                                me 
                                                out
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                words 
                                                may 
                                                fall 
                                                short 
                                                of 
                                                something 
                                                profound
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                every 
                                                time 
                                                I'm 
                                                with 
                                                you 
                                                I'm 
                                                just 
                                                glad 
                                                you're 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                How's 
                                                this 
                                                sound?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Laid 
                                                out 
                                                in 
                                                programmatic 
                                                sets 
                                                of 
                                                three
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                keep 
                                                the 
                                                time 
                                                and 
                                                music 
                                                sets 
                                                the 
                                                scene
 
                                    
                                
                                                What's 
                                                after 
                                                the 
                                                dream?
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                point 
                                                of 
                                                reference 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                northern 
                                                sky
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sometimes 
                                                the 
                                                synthesizer 
                                                makes 
                                                me 
                                                cry
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'll 
                                                dance 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                while
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Two, 
                                                three, 
                                                four)
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                guess 
                                                you 
                                                caught 
                                                me 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                dark 
                                                mood
 
                                    
                                
                                                Which 
                                                is 
                                                to 
                                                say 
                                                I'm 
                                                missing 
                                                part 
                                                two
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                always 
                                                hoping 
                                                life 
                                                will 
                                                start 
                                                soon
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                one 
                                                else 
                                                can 
                                                make 
                                                my 
                                                heart 
                                                swoon, 
                                                like 
                                                you 
                                                do
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                night 
                                                gets 
                                                cold 
                                                but 
                                                there's 
                                                smoke 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                clouds
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                having 
                                                trouble 
                                                sleeping 
                                                and 
                                                it's 
                                                stressing 
                                                me 
                                                out
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                words 
                                                may 
                                                fall 
                                                short 
                                                of 
                                                something 
                                                profound
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                every 
                                                time 
                                                I'm 
                                                with 
                                                you 
                                                I'm 
                                                just 
                                                glad 
                                                you're 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                the 
                                                night 
                                                got 
                                                cold, 
                                                there 
                                                was 
                                                smoke 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                clouds
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                you 
                                                came 
                                                and 
                                                found 
                                                me 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                world 
                                                let 
                                                me 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                words 
                                                may 
                                                fall 
                                                short 
                                                of 
                                                something 
                                                profound
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                every 
                                                time 
                                                I'm 
                                                with 
                                                you 
                                                I'm 
                                                just 
                                                glad 
                                                you're 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                How's 
                                                this 
                                                sound?
 
                                    
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