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don't you know the time ain't right?, don't you know the knot's untied?, why can't i feel the lights burn low?, it's nothing i could ever know, and if the clocks won't run, we'll put legs on the sun, and quiet only comes once a year, but it's nothing you'll have to fear, can't you hear the growl of the night?, feeling that my shoes don't fit me right, stepping out into a concert hall, playing for nobody at all, think you'd better hand me the keys, baby you make me so uneasy, it's always better in the back of the room, and don't you know that i'll be out of here soon, and i don't know much of anything anymore, only know how to take my fill, my fill of the water i've spilled, so tell me when it all runs out, and maybe then i'll be ready, i think we better not brave the weather, just so we can lay here together, i'm so tired of being always wrong, i'm so tired of always being where i thought i belonged, so sure my city isn't always safe, but i know my city isn't always afraid, why don't you ever wanna talk to me, why don't you ever wanna give it all away for free, i'll stop at nothing 'till i get my share, cause baby i'm not the only one who cares, and i don't know much of anything anymore, only know that i called you home, you were the only one i'd ever known, and maybe it's not coming in on the next flight, or shooting up like dynamite, oh i wish i had a second chance at it all, i'd give myself another chance, and baby i've been resting my body on a bed of nails, smell that fire, and i'll inhale, and baby i've been restin' my body on a bed of knives, trying to figure out how to stay alive