Philosophies of an Old Time

Drip like the Devil while you stay or go
I've seen this one before
And in my shoulder there's a hole, I know
You needn't say more
May I say it again?
They treat you always in dismay
The same way all this time since then
Last time I swallowed all the sand
I found my place in line there
May I say it again?
Words like these live long past my explanation
I once gave in but fell in again
I always know when my head falls from the sky
They all seem to see through me, that answers why
Here's something new that we can start to believe
Fold in your wooden room and take your leave
Waiting in water do you think
The time is near or are we gone?
Philosophies of an old time and place
Where I say something
May I say it again?
And you believe one-hundred miles an hour
Now he's conceived
Ignore authority don't forget me
I won't forget you



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