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[Astronautalis]

I ain't never been to war

Knock on fucking wood

And neither have you

So, we’re doing pretty good

I ain't never killed a man

Once I stole to eat

I knew I wouldn't starve

It’s all just make believe

I think I'm George Patton

Herbert Hoover

Speaking Shakespeare to the stones

And hope that they'll be moved by words

Turn rivers into reservoirs

And I think I’m...fuck it!

I used to think I was Casanova

But I crumble nowadays

Whenever I sleep without her

I used to worship “Papa”

Spanish Civil War

Fishing off the Keys

Bullfights and cigars

Man, that shit don't work for me

And I'm on some, “Fuck Bukowski!”

Heaven help us if Isaac Brock was right

Turning over every single stone in search of signs of life

Kinda nice!

Quiet life

Far from the guns of war

Run my fingers through the grass

And listen to you talk

Sunlight in the curtains

Freckles on your skin

This my Everest, this my Silk Road

This my south pole, Shackleton

Yeah, life is protest

We are weapons

God damn, love like Arab Spring

There are frontiers

They are endless

And they’re in our everything

[Chorus]

The sun ain’t set on me yet

I ain’t got much, but I’m not alone

Inside each life there are four fists

We are made whole through our broken jaws

Broken jaws

[P.O.S]

I'm ready, I’m patient, I wait

Wait…

Wait, no I ain't

I'm scared and I'm quick to escape

“Eh, he went that a way”

Maybe flattered and scattering?

Or flattened and shattering?

Or collecting data?

I don't have an idea that isn't unraveling

Whoa

Free where the breeze will take me

Helium and balloon but no string

This what nobody wanted

We stuck so far under

We so out of sync (yeah)

Just remember to breathe

Just remember to be

Just remember how beast you be

Reach for like anything

Do that shit easy

Nothing comes easy

Just take it easy

Do what the needs be

There ain't no freebies

Earn what you keeping

Or think they do not need me

Cause they don't if you sleeping

Caught in the romance and drama of, “woe is me!”

Stopped 'em from catching they opening

And there won't be credits

This won't stop happening, ever

[Chorus]

The sun ain’t set on me yet

I ain’t got much, but I’m not alone

Inside each life there are four fists

We are made whole through our broken jaws

I'm learning it never makes sense

And that's OK

That life is a weapon itself

With the sharpest blade

There is not a heaven or hell

Just each day

And life is a death in itself

And I can change

I'm learning to let go as well

It’s so strange

The past is a part of me now

There's no escape

I made up the bed by myself

So I'm sleepin' in it

There is no erasing the past

To get back what I lost cause

I ain't dead yet! I ain’t-

[Outro]

I ain’t dead! I ain’t-

I ain’t dead! I ain’t-

I ain’t dead! I ain’t-

I ain’t dead! I ain’t-

I ain’t dead! I ain’t-

I ain’t dead! I ain’t-

I ain’t dead! I ain’t-

I ain’t dead