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[00:00.000]So Says I - The Shins
[00:25.530]An address to the golden door
[00:28.490]I was strumming on a stone again
[00:31.510]Pulling teeth from the pimps of gore
[00:33.920]When hatched a tragic opera in my mind
[00:37.500]And it told of a new design in
[00:40.469]Which every soul is duty bound
[00:43.409]To uphold all the statutes of boredom
[00:45.939]Therein lies the fatal flaw of the red age
[00:49.469]Because it was nothing like we'd ever dreamt
[00:52.119]Or lust for life had gone away
[00:53.809]With the rent we hated
[00:55.419]And becase it made no money
[00:56.998]Nobody saved no one's life this time
[01:02.838]So we burned all our uniforms
[01:05.838]And let nature take it's course again
[01:08.848]And the big onese just eat all the little ones
[01:12.618]That sends us back to the drawing board
[01:25.377]In my darkest hours
[01:27.936]We have all asked for some
[01:31.116]Angel to come
[01:34.016]Sprinkle his dust all around
[01:37.985]But all our crying voices
[01:40.025]They can't turn it around
[01:43.415]And you've had some crazy
[01:44.515]Conversations of your own
[01:57.554]We've got rules and maps
[01:58.774]And guns in our backs
[02:00.294]But we still can't just behave ourselves
[02:03.984]Even if to save our own lives
[02:07.294]We are a brutal kind
[02:21.463]'Cause this is nothing like we'd ever dreamt
[02:24.203]Tell Sir Thomas More
[02:25.413]We've got another failed attempt
[02:27.783]'Cause if it makes them money
[02:29.523]They might just give you life this time