Sow Thistle

Buckethead

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    Well uh,
    What we are exposed to
    Are only fragments of the universe:
    Our sun, our moon...

    We are like unto a dirty floor,
    Collecting sand and dust as opposed to really what's out there.
    Our sun, as we know it, is but a tiny flashlight
    To this speck of dirt, we call Earth.
    Yeah.

    Well uh,
    We cannot comprehend
    What a real world is like
    Because our world survives on itself,
    Eating and eating and eating it's own.
    Yeah.

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    We are scared of our own shadows
    And so insecure about such a very insecure world,
    Which produces the same circumstances
    Each and every time, baby.

    Time... uh, Time and time again (each and every time)
    Time... uh, Time and time again baby. ( each and every time)

    Yeah, livin' in the midst of dinosaurs
    As we continue to be baffled by what is inevitable.
    Is about to happen, there's only so much time
    To play the game.

    Our dime,
    Is up.
    See you in the next world..
    You won't be lazy 'cause time has a way about being on time.

    Time...

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    Composición: Buckethead, Bootsy Collins y Steve Freeman

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