| And in a darkened room, where I always spoke too soon
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| I burn an endless stare at nothings that just aren’t there
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| If I can convince myself that any of this helps
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| I can sink deeper in but call it something else
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| And, in that darkened room, where I trusted my own eyes… Despite all evidence,
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| life’s provided otherwise
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| You’re going to wait a long time
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| You’re going to wait a long time
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| You’re going to wait a long…
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| And in that darkened room, there is evidence for God
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| But He’s not like I thought, and I’m always on my guard
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| You know I could never wait, so just tell it to me straight
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| We’re going to wait a long time
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| We’re going to wait a long time
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| We’re going to wait a long time
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| You’re gonna wait a long time
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| But there’s power in prayer
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| There’s smoke in the rafters
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| Lord and lover, saint and swain
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| There’s ash in the air
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| We’re going to wait a long time
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| But I’m willing to wait
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| Oh, let me find the right one!
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| Someone to love, someone to hate
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| We’re going to wait a long time…
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| So, find love while you’re young
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| That way, when it’s over?
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| That way, when it’s over?
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| That way, when it’s over?
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| You’ve barely begun
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| Oh, my God is a God of ironies (We're going to wait a long time)
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| Microaggressions and very long lines
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| Slight tilts, and unrealities… (long time)
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| And everything bad takes a very, very long time
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| Long time
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| Very long time
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| And everything bad takes a very long time |