How lovely a find

That's entered my mind along this mossy trail

How coyly it hides

The truth about how it is we can ask how



Crowds jump

To their deaths

From the bridges I drive by tonight



They missed out on it all

The whole gist there as they fall

You're not expected to know why

In such a short time



And there are stanzas never meant to rhyme...



Far better a find

it is if we try to span the weird divide

With no real rationale

we step out of bounds and think we've escaped the lies



We've marched so long

But we've marched farther than we've gone to go



We'll make a new ship

Christen it for the trip

With a toddler at the helm this time.



And there are things we never will define...



Crowds jump to their deaths

From the bridges I drive by tonight

They missed out on it all

The whole gist there as they fall

You're not expected to know why

In such a short time



And there are things we never define...

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