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Trials of Early Man
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That Ship Has Sailed, Old Friend
When that jaw snapped shut
my hand retracted and I stood back
The heavy mixture of ambition and the art of the possible
Because we're all still counting our lucky stars
Dizzy, managing our own affairs
And while I might expect to feel wretched,
somehow I'm still emerging unscathed
I'll be lense,
medieval mirror's mirror
I'll be the vector,
hanging around
Go back to the blueprint
The liberal education didn't quite work out as planned
I'll be lense,
medieval mirror's mirror
I'll be the vector,
hanging around
Fall down insipid,
with a limited grasp of what's good for you
Growing terror,
the suspicion everybody has about everybody else
And always symptomless
That wild horse has bolted,
that ship has sailed old friend
Because we're all still counting our lucky stars
Dizzy, managing our own affairs
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And while I might expect to feel wretched,
somehow I'm still emerging unscathed
I'll be lense,
medieval mirror's mirror
I'll be the vector,
hanging around
Go back to the blueprint
The liberal education didn't quite work out as planned
I'll be lense,
medieval mirror's mirror
I'll be the vector,
hanging around
Fall down insipid,
with a limited grasp of what's good for you
I'll be lense,
medieval mirror's mirror
I'll be the vector,
hanging around
Go back to the blueprint
The liberal education didn't quite work out as planned
I'll be lense,
medieval mirror's mirror
I'll be the vector,
hanging around
Fall down insipid,
with a limited grasp of what's good for you
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