one day i was telling you
  all about coming from dust
  cashed it i to buy a few locks i knew wouldn't rust
  if i lock you up
  will the edges fade
  will you understand
  how simple i am
  i can walk for many miles
  thinking that i'll never comprehend
  i can't argue worth a damn
  'cause i know my questions never end
    if i walk away
  will the phrases play
  or will they all become one
  under the sun
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  and when the pleasure is done
  (why don't i want to know it all) [x2]
  and when the measuring's done
  somehow i already know it all
    answers never satisfy
  i wear them out as soon as they come
  i lie in between the sides
  i'm happy when the fighting is done
  so i'll read the news
  and i'll get the blues
  and i'll make it matter
  for a minute or two
    [CHORUS]