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I'm supposed to take the long-term view but I'm caught in the moment
Six hundred thousand years dissolve into a pool of murky emotion
I'm dragging myself up I'm hanging on the roots of a higher position
You're clinging to my back peeling my fingers off - two drowning people

Life's too short to tie your shoe but still you're dragging your heels
Piling up the rug in front of you
Threads I've woven and secured, a web that's holding you up
I pull it hard right out from under you

You think that there's a plan but I'm just throwing this to see if it will stick
Hoping I won't slice something essential with this knife-throwing trick
Stab round the edges with every spinning blade
It isn't the best tool to form the outline, to find the shape of you

Life's too short to tie your shoe but still you're dragging your heels
Piling up the rug in front of you
Threads I've woven and secured, a web that's holding you up
I pull it hard right out from under you

For I, I don't have a sculptor's eye
Can't see what hides in your block of stone
Not even sure what to make of my own
But I, I have a gardener's hand
I know how to train and tend
I could keep your garden from getting overgrown

Life's too short to tie your shoe but still you're dragging your heels
Piling up the rug in front of you
Threads I've woven and secured, a web that's holding you up
I pull it hard right out from under you

Life's too short to tie your shoe (Life's too short)
But still you're dragging your heels (But still you're dragging your heels)
Piling up the rug in front of you
Threads I've woven and secured (Threads I wove)
A web that's holding you up (A web that's holding you up)
I pull it hard right out from under you



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