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My Friends Would Think I Was A Nut
’Cause Everything Is Never As It Seems…
Absolutely Still and I Can’t Wait One Minute More
’Cause It’s the World I Know
Think About the Place Where You Live
My Friends and I We’ve Cracked the Code
Feelings Are Intense, Words Are Trivial
Come Crashing In, Into My Little World
The More You Change, the Less You Feel
Speak to Me in a Language I Can Hear
All I Ever Needed Is Here in My Arms
Oh, Who Would Ever Want To Be King?
A Brotherhood of Man
For Whatever That Means…
Get It Together and Flow
This Is No Place, but Here I Am
Sometimes Notions Get Reversed, Center of the Universe
And I Will Try To Fix You…
I Was Just Guessing at Numbers and Figures
We’ll Begin With a Spin-Traveling in the World of My Creation
High Time We Made a Stand and Shook Up the Views of the Common Man
My Head Is Stuck in the Clouds
But Everything Looks Perfect From Far Away
I’ve Been Locked Inside Your Heart-Shaped Box
I Can Feel the Earth Moving
’Cause Mother Says I Was a Great Mistake
The World Was Moving She Was Floating Above It, and She Was
But I Feel It Still…
They Say in Heaven, Love Comes First
But at Least I Don’t See You Float Away
On Top of the Chain and Safe From the Rain
I Don’t Know Up From Down or When My Feet Are on the Ground
The Eyes in His Head See the World Spinning Round
She Says It’s Only in My Head
Watching the Wheels Go Round and Round
Round and Round and What We’re Looking for Still Isn’t Found
We Are Afflicted by Fiction
Anywhere You Go, We Are Bound Together
I Wanna Turn the Whole Thing Upside Down
Am I Right Side Up or Upside Down?
It’s the End of the World As We Know It
It Was Always Burning Since the World’s Been Turning
We Just Want To Dance Here, Someone Stole the Stage
We Built This City on Rock and Roll
We’ll Bring It Back but It Won’t Be Easy
Who Am I To Disagree?
Something’s Wrong With Our Eyes
If Chicken Little Tells You That the Sky Is Fallin’…
It’s a Turf War on a Global Scale
Echo His Madness, His Heresy Feeds Us All
Something Tells Me This Isn’t True
I Can’t Believe We’re Here for No Reason
Open Your Eyes, Your Life Is a Lie
Again and Again and Again and Again and Again
Here’s a Little Agit for the Never-Believer
You Might As Well Be Walking on the Sun
The Distance in Your Eyes. Oh No, I’ve Said Too Much
Did All My Dreams Never Mean One Thing?
Look Me in the Eyes, Tell Me What You See
Now You Know, You’re Free To Go
The Resolution of All the Fruitless Searches
If I Could Find a Souvenir, Just To Prove the World Was Here
To the Ends of the Earth Would You Follow Me?
You Are Following This Time…
When You Met the New You, Did Someone Die Inside?
Under Water, Time Is Standing Still
In Our Short Years, We Come Long Way

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