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Arthur stepped off, yeah he stepped the chair
weigh a hundred forty pounds
And the snapped yeah the rope snapped
And then Arthur found himself looking up the ground
Looking up, looking up, found looking up
Looking up, not so down, no not so down
No don't have to stay that way
No, not so wound

What a lovely it is to fail
To release those fingernails
thought the end was near
Then Arthur for fifty years
And then my father walked down 8th and street to

Carnegie Hall, it was Carnegie Hill
The show was sold out for weeks
But they said "if you don't mind, if you don't sitting on stage
Sometimes we release a seats"
feet, twenty feet, yeah my dad's twenty three
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from the hands on the keys
Yeah, the hands on the keys of a man with the that almost didn't exist
almost didn't exist to see

Back in 97 Dad was my chauffeur
He'd play radio and I'd try to guess the
sprinkled over the hum of the motor
When I was young never I'd my composure
kosher, man I was so sure
I'd say I'm good
Don't want no
I never
Couldn't get how would ever want to end to their life
Until the day that I
I've heard it said alone in the ether
That the only intelligent creatures
So you don't need to adjust receivers
If they were out they'd be texting us, hitting our beepers
Invading us on alien Julius Caesar
Or "take me to your leader"
But I got a it's neither
That there's a billion alien planets at leisure
alien reefer
The evolution of the not the hunger to conquer
Or to want or to seek or to
Or even wonder, but to to be
Until we to be any longer
There's nothing wrong with eyelids
I hope you my twenties as much as I did
You'll never know how much all of you provided
And I'm gonna try to do the for