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Man the wind really blows my mind
I must be made of wind chimes on the inside
Tiny bones, tied up in a line
Holes for wind and some sunshine

Or maybe I am made of tin
That explains my metal grin
With spaces where the birds come
And little fishes stretch their fins

Flesh and blood
98 points water
Flesh and blood
98 points water

I know that I'm not made of wood
Else I'd crack like I know I should
Else I'd burn like I know I could
‘cuz even though the world is good
There are those who've crumbled where they've stood

Flesh and blood
98 points water
Flesh and blood
98 points water

Days like these It's only gravity
Days like these It's only gravity

I fear that I am made of stone
To hear some others cry and groan
To see the fallow I have sown
Remember things I have been shown

Flesh and blood
98 points water
Flesh and blood
98 points water

Days like these It's only gravity
Days like these It's only gravity

Let me go
let me go
Let me go

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