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A We make the music that divEides you
ICt's handed C#7down as a thing to F#mcry to
A And all my wars they treat you Ekindly
TChere's nothiC#7ng more important tF#mhat I see
A There was a time when all was Eempty
CUnorganizedC#7 a clog a death sceF#mne
A Things opened up and there's so Emany
CPaths to waC#7lk ports of entry F#m
ENow that I'm F#mgone
ENow that I'm F#mlong gone
This Eminute has come and F#mgone
I never Bmsaid to do F#manything but forAget Eme
EI can't be F#mlost
EI've learned everything from F#mloss
For what'sE gained there's an inner F#mcost
BmI wont F#mpay it I nAever Ewould
We met the seasons back in Long Town
There was a hint of sadness going round
We met the brothers who drove arrows
And shot assumptions wide and narrow
I know I mean what I'm forgetting
We give for everything we're getting
A lot that hasn't been put away
It's building up for that fateful someday
Now that I'm gone
Now that I'm long gone
This minute has come and gone
I never said to do anything but forget me
When it seems I'm around
Check again what's up and what's down
Many silences make a sound
I'm before the equation and I'm the answer
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