Альбом: Текст: It starts with One thing/I don't know why It doesn't even matter how hard you try Keep that in mind/I designed this rhyme To explain in due time All I know Time is a valuable thing Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings Watch it count down to the end of the day The clock ticks life away It's so unreal Didn't look out below Watch the time go right out the window Trying to hold on/But didn't even know Wasted it all just to Watch you go I kept everything inside and even though I tried It all fell apart What it meant to me/Will eventually Be a memory/Of a time when I tried so hard And got so far But in the end It doesn't even matter I had to fall And lose it all But in the end It doesn't even matter One thing/I don't know why Doesn•t even matter how hard you try Keep that in mind/I designed this rhyme To remind myself how I tried so hard In spite of the way you were mocking me Acting like I was part of your property Remembering all the times you fought with me I'm surprised It got so [far] Things aren't the way they were before You wouldn't even recognize me anymore Not that you knew me back then But it all comes back to me In the end You kept everything inside and even though I tried It all fell apart What it meant to me/Will eventually Be a memory/Of a time when I I put my trust in you Pushed as far as I can go And for all this There's only one thing you should know... Forgotten From the top to the bottom Bottom to top I stop At the core I've forgotten In the middle of my thoughts Taken far from my safety The picture is there The memory won't escape me But why should I care There's a place so dark you can't see the end [Skies cock back] and shock that which can't defend The rain then sends dripping/An acidic question Forcefully, the power of suggestion Then with the eyes tightly shut Looking through the rust and rot And dust/A spot of light floods the floor And pours over the rusted world of pretend The eyes ease open and its dark again In the memory you'll find me Eyes burning up The darkness holding me tightly Until the sun rises up Moving all around/Screaming of the ups and downs Pollution manifested in perpetual sound The wheels go 'round and the sunset creeps past the Street lamps, chain-link, and concrete A little piece of paper with a picture drawn floats On down the street till the wind is gone The memory now is like the picture was then When the paper's crumpled up it can't be perfect again Now you got me caught in the act You bring the thought back I'm telling you that I see it right through you
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