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Little Nemo
Grant Hart
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With these two legs I can fly
Crooked lines in a concrete sky
And as I stroll the dirt under my soles
Rises up as I pass by
I forget about distance
I forget about time
The path is all that I know
Some people they drive
But all they do is arrive
I don't convey myself so
The dead don't walk
And the dead don't work
And the dead they don't complain
The nicest things are said about them
And they don't feel any pain
They have no opinions
They have no advice
They've got so little to give
And it's a sad fact
How badly they interact
That's not how I want to live
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What about your birthright?
What about your name?
What good have they to you now?
Well they've taken your gift
And what have they left you with?
It seems so empty somehow
It's so cold to be using gold
As a measure of a man
Fools will smile at the size of their pile
Well it's honest wealth it's sad
The bullion you stash
The life you convert to cash
It seems as if somehow
You spend all your time
Another nickel another dime
What good have they to you now?
Well dream another flying dream
Dream another dream of flight
Open up your eyes and sail
Sail into the starry night
But can't you see
You've wasted your energy
On something that isn't real
The ringing will last
From the bells of our buried past
Is that the way that you feel?
With these two legs I can fly
Crooked lines in a concrete sky
And as I stroll the dirt under my soles
Rises up as I pass by
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