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People are shouting
Showing off and flouncing
Syllables are plenty and percussive
In a hairy baritone as if he's emperor of the three worlds
Addresses my obscurity
Their selling point aloofness all cool and icy stares
Immersed in cliched descriptions of dreams
When you've been drowning in dry ditches
And digging deep in shallow holes
Then you'll likely never see me

But I don't know you
I've never heard of you
If you're so good
I'm sure that I would
Have stumbled across you by now

You are a spiky scintilla
A ghost at the top of a mountain
The exiled villager that nobody sees
He doesn't comprehend or dare to understand
Just how big the small it can be

But I don't know you
I've never heard of you
If you're so good
I'm sure that I would
Have stumbled across you by now



Credits
Writer(s): Shaun Hunter
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