Your words are hanging in the trees
A whole university just rises
Don't ask to sooth me
I'm deaf and muted
It seems that I would have to do
Me trying to hold on to you
And you trying not to put up a fight
Have I become a stranger to this country?
Was I ever even in any country at all?
I want you what you want out of this
You can be sure
Here comes the rain again
To wash away what we had
We'll find yourself a substitute
To loose the dogs upon the shoot
You say the car can steer itself tonight
Running around as the nightmare clouds
Are bare enough till I will cry
As anyone can see we're meant to be
Well we don't really belong
Have I become a stranger to this country?
Was there ever even any country at all?
I want what you want out of this
You can be sure
I want what you want out of this
You can be sure
I want what you want out of this
You can be sure
Here comes the rain again
To wash away what we have run
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