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[Intro]
     


[Verse 1]
          
There's a sky 

full of lights
              
And none of th

   
em stars
              
But each white

  
, silvery flic

ker's
     
A faithful rem

       
inder to us
     
Of a weight th

at's in youth
              
That makes a d

          
ick of us all
      
If it happened

 today
          
Then it's prob

       
ably happened 


before


     
In a crowd unf

amiliar
              
I just wanna t

          
ouch a familia


r face
         
And make frien

            
ds at the part

         
ies I've feare


d
         
The likes of a

   
n age
      
To be wanted w

ith truth
              
And make formi

      
dable love
    
See light in m

yself
        
That I see ins

        
ide everyone e


lse I know


[Instrumental]
     


[Verse 2]
           
It's not a lac

king of spine
              
Nor of physica

  
l pulse
            
It's just a fe


eling of dista

nce
   
Akin to a feel

        
ing of loss
    
Of love in the

 youth
              
Of my limited 


life
     
That passed in

 a violent
       
And ritual scr

  
ewing inside

        
And the years 

unfamiliar
              
Are made of in

            
creasingly dig


ital days
         
And I am griev

            
ing the loss o

  
f myself
         
With frighteni

   
ng malaise
             
When there's w

eightless in y

outh
              
And the sum of

      
 it's small
      
Just stand in 

the darkness
        
And laugh with

         
 your heel on 

     
its throat


[Chorus]

           
 'Cause not ev

          
erything means

        
 something, ho

     
ney
   
So say the uns

ayable
       
Say the most h

               
uman of things
        
And if everyth

       
ing is tempora

ry
      
I will bear th

e unbearable
   
Terrible trite

       
ness of being


[Post-chorus]
            
Alone in my ho


use
          
Frozen in time

  
              
But don't get 

   
me wrong now, 

honey
     
I am trying


[Instrumental]
     


[Verse 3]
          
There's a warm

th in the eyes
              
And a clearnes

      
s of thought
         
When the deepe


st of sighs
        
And the franke

         
st of shadows 

    
are gone
      
We're pushing 

a stone
              
Up a mountaino

   
us waste
        
And the lines 


at the store
          
Look like line

       
s on a beautif

   
ul face

         
See, I'm not s

o assured

Nor unusually strong
       
Or outstanding

ly brave
             
I'm more just 

        
fumbling aroun

         
d in the dark
         
For the bulk o

      
f my day
             
When there's w

eight that's i

n youth
              
And the sum of

      
 it's small
        
I will stand i


n the darkness
        
And laugh with

         
 my heel on it

  
s throat


[Chorus]

        
 And not every

          
thing means so

           
mething, honey
   
So say the uns

ayable
       
Say the most h

               
uman of things
        
And if everyth

       
ing is tempora

ry
      
I will bear th

e unbearable
   
Terrible trite

       
ness of being


[Post-chorus]
            
Alone in my ho


use
        
Frozen away

  
              
But don't get 

   
me wrong now, 

honey
     
I'm okay


[Instrumental]
     


[Bridge]
     
Ah, cast me a 

line
          
Ah honey, cast


 me a line
          
Won't you fear


 me tonight?
   
Goddamn, do yo

              
u fear me toni


ght?

    
Ah, pass me a 

light
          
Ah honey, pass


 me a light
          
Won't you feel


 me tonight?
     
Goddamn do you

          
 feel me tonig


ht?


[Chorus]

           
 'Cause not ev

          
erything means

        
 something, ho

   
ney
   
So say the uns

ayable
       
Say the most h

             
uman of things
        
If everything 

        
is temporary
       
I will bear th

e unbearable
    
Terrible trite

      
ness of being