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I hear the drums echoing tonight

as your worries crawl around inside your clothes

in this dangerous world, there's an art to growing old

and don't you know, it's a beautiful new day

if you want me, you can find me, left of center, wondering about you

but why do I need you to love me, when you can't hold what I hold dear?

with her hooks and her grace

I went off to fight some battle that I'd invented inside my head

to carry the weight of unravelling where we went wrong

got enough guilt to start my own religion

though I hate to make a choice, my options are decreasing mostly rapidly

don't want to be around when this gets out

so what's it gonna take, silver shadow believer?

and the broken glass and the dead dead trees