Skimming the tops of tall trees
Thru the clear light of free speech
A sudden memory dis-ease
Claims the air all around me
I'll get lost in the slipstream
Maybe relive the same dream
Of coming in from the cold
And losing half of my soul
Memory disease across United States
That I had told the truth
Feel so high -- architectural
I look to the skies and see our bodies
They were rising up
Out of the paper cup
A sea change is due
Idols in fescue
Touch down on the new Mason-Dixon line
The map is ripped and torn
Tilted frame with all hope gone
I don't mind if you sing a different song
Sing a different song
Just as long as you sing, as you sing, sing along
It's later than it seems
It's later than it seems
It's later than it seems
Time everyone came clean
It's what you didn't say
It's what you didn't say
Don't want to be a slave
It's what you didn't
Skimming the tops of tall trees
Thru the clear light of free speech
Comin' in for a landing
I got a soul understanding
It all comes down to a word
It's just like nothing, I heard
Over the rainbow in time
Will be one helluva climb
High lights bright life
Sweet pie clear sky
Sky reminiscent
Of honey in yr eye
Unwind
Saturnalia
I don't mind if you sing a different song
Sing a different song
Just as long as you sing, as you sing, sing along
It's later than it seems
It's later than it seems
It's later than it seems
New ears are listening
It's what you didn't say
It's what you didn't say
Don't want to be a slave
It's what you didn't say
Nothing to give away
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