We got away and they were
Playing reggae up-down in Georgia
Drinking whiskey at the theater
Smiles all around
I was wearing a suit she tailored
My clothes back home, were they so real?
I was wearing a character in white
In trite, the mess I came as
They sold us a great tradition
Freshly invented and adorned
The old world simulacra
Playing at our door
But I don't think that we should stay here
And things will never be the same
Not exactly as they were
This flux over our heads debates
The world we made so we
Protest day and night to
Make the point that
Nothing is the same
Repetition into the ether
At least we take a stand
And now we’re desperately
Searching for our roots and
We’re stoking the place where
We think we were born
Not even knowing who
Built this road we’ve been treading on
All these years, constructing memories
That we run to so we
Can hide our faces
So we can hide our faces
And things will never be the same
Not exactly as they were
This flux over our heads debates
The world we made so we
Protest day and night to
Make the point that
Nothing is the same
Repetition into the ether
At least we take a stand
And things will never be the same
Not exactly as they were
This flux over our heads debates
The world we made so we
Protest day and night to
Make the point that
Nothing is the same
Repetition into the either
At least we take a stand
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