Nice try, but I think that we can agree
That this is something short of a symphony
Just trying to stay dry
When it’s raining in minor keys
And I’m wading knee deep in melancholy
I think we're making the wrong impression
And I won’t lie, all this seems strange to me
We’re washing our feet at the break of eternity
As if we’re making our first impression
Am I saying this right?
God, I hope I’m saying this right
Now I’m tongue tied, and overwhelmed by the irony
Scrambling for words when you’re finally in front of me
Did I get this right?
That for you to be with me
Would be to sleep with the enemy?
I think I’m making the wrong impression
Am I saying this right?
God, I hope I’m saying this right.
Am I doing this right?
God, I hope I’m doing this right.
‘Cause whatever is, just is
Whether or not it’s justice
Whatever is, just is
Whether or not you’re conscious
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