I saw this guy on the train
And he seemed to gave gotten stuck
In one of those abstract trances.
And he was going: "Ugh...Ugh...Ugh..."
"I think he's in some kind of pain.
I think it's a pain cry."
Then language is a virus."
Well I was talking to a friend
And I was looking for you.
But I couldn't find you. I couldn't find you.
Or are you just practicing
He said: I had to write that letter to your mother.
And I had to tell the judge that it was you.
And I had to sell the car and go to Florida.
Because that's just my way of saying (It's a charm.)
That I love you. And I (It's a job.)
Had to call you at the crack of dawn (Why?)
And list the times that I've been wrong.
Cause that's just my way of saying
That I'm sorry. (It's a job.)
Only much much (It's a shipwreck,)
You know? I don't believe there's such
They just keep showing you
The same pictures over and over.
And when they talk they just make sounds
That more or less synch up
Well I dreamed there was an island
That rose up from the sea.
And everybody on the island
And there was a beautiful view
Cause everybody on the island
Was saying: Look at me! Look at me!
Because they all lived on an island
That rose up from the sea.
And everybody on the island
And there was a beautiful view
Cause everybody on the island
Was saying: Look at me! Look at me! Look at me!
Look at me! Look at me! Why?
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