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On my way to the east saw many signs
I remembered things from before my time
yeah, before my time
On my way to the west surveyor lines
cross methods of love I could not define

Yeah, so where would I find you?
Don't understand
why you point your finger at the moon

Oh, there's no jeweled sky to fly to
no mythologies to guide you
but if you want me to
I'll come out to watch you
point your finger at the moon

On the trail of your ghost uncertainty
the world isn't small like it's supposed to be,
yeah, supposed to be.
Still lost in your words, obscurity,
the world isn't mine like it's supposed to be

Yeah, so maybe that's why
we were stuck on what could be
pointing figures at the moon

Oh, there's no jeweled sky to fly to
no mythologies to guide you
but if you want me to
I'll come out to watch you
point your finger at the moon.

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