Lyrics

Sitting at the Café, living out a replay
It’s going to be a long day
And this is where it starts
She said she’s feeling better, but change is in the weather
It looks like we’re together
But we’re really worlds apart

When I try to communicate
She looks down, now ain’t that great?
She’s never going to get my views
concerning herself with the social news

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Look up; look around; Give me a sign
Look up; look around; Throw me a line
Look up; look around; so much to say
Look up; look around; got to find a way to let it out

Thought I found a calling
Didn’t hear the warning
Now my dreams are falling
Faster every day
I’m working on creation
But there’s been no elevation
I need a sensation
and it’s gonna have to come today

Everybody thinks that the dream is dead
They’re just going by what the old man said
Get out and have some fun
There’s plenty of things you can still get done

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High on a hill, somewhere far away
A teacher weeps his last days away
His students are mighty unclean
All in the room but stuck behind a screen

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