Repair moves me, it brings me down
It’s the idea that it’s out of bounds
Its potential, I mean
The outcome never amounts
To its prospects
Inevitably
Something sad about what was lost
Can’t seem to let go of the cost
The fight, the journey, the whatever
That no one asked for
Oh, come on
Oh, come on
Modifying the script’s original words
Compromising in the hollow river’s favor
Nothing but the native mountain’s echo
When the inherent’s unrealized, unresolved
I try to force it
And the mountain echoed
Only they seem to remember
Those things
There are things, are things
I don’t wanna do
I feel a cry coming on
I feel a cry coming on
Are things
I don’t want to do
I feel a cry coming on
I feel a cry coming on
Are things
I don’t wanna do
Oh
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