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  • Chanson: Bottles And Jars
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I am twisting all the dials
And I'm tweaking all the buttons
And I'm sure that pretty soon
Pretty soon all of a sudden
It will hit me why I'm here
What I came for
Why I'm leaving
Why you're gone
Why you're gone
Why you're going
Wwhy your gone
I am dipping both my feet into the waters of both rivers
Under both sides of this bridge that I have built to sit and think on
I have built from bank to bank
I have built to sit and think on, sit and think on
Think of you
Think of you sometimes
Mmmmmm....
I am pacing up the corridor
And pacing down the hallway
I am pacing in the kitchen
In the bathroom
Through the doorway of my bedroom
Past the living room
I cannot pass the front gate
Till it happens, till it happens
Something has to happen
I am hammering the seconds on the table with my pencil
And my feet dissect the minutes through the hours
And the calendar you gave me I have shredded page from page
Day from day from page from day
I cannot breathe for fear of failing
I cannot see for all these bottles full of nervous words and jars of lame excuses
These bottles full of nervous words and jars of lame excuses
These bottles and jars of lame excuses
Bottles and jars of lame excuses
These bottles and jars of lame excuses

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