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    Late at night
    Cloudy white
    Will creep
    Over my old house
    And the chair
    Where i once sat
    Someone new is there
    And he'll stare
    At the wall
    And we're all parts
    Of an alphabet
    We spell new words
    At new spots we're at
    And the big, round
    Blue boat drifts
    Around in the dark
    When you feel like a jerk
    Does it make you confused
    Like how
    You could you become
    As awesome as you are
    And still feel like a loser
    When you feel ugly and petty
    Awkward and unsteady
    Please try not to forget
    There's so many people
    That liked you
    And i hope
    That the art school
    Enjoys your big
    Drawing of ruin
    We've all got
    Good things to do
    And it's good
    When we do them
    From austin to brooklyn
    They're all smart
    And good-lookin'
    They're all parts
    Of an alphabet
    Spell new words
    With new folks we met
    And the big, round
    Blue boat drifts
    Around in the dark
    And the big, round
    Blue boat drifts
    Around in the dark
    And they say
    That we'll drift
    For awhile 'til we die
    And the sun hits a spiral
    It's a combination lock
    And i'm just hopin'
    That i'll get it open
    And these joys
    And frustrations
    Are just turns
    In the combination

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    Composition: Jeffrey Lewis

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