Oh, how clear-eyed I've become
And what can you really say to that?
So long it's taken you, so long
So long it's taken
And if it never happens again
And I kept on waiting for too long
For something reliable
Fine everywhere and what does it mean to you
Sure thing, sure-fire thing that we'll never get past this
Well, let me gauge the danger in blue
Well, let me gauge the danger in blue
While our scenic routes grow old
And blankets stay cold
And when the dancing's started?
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