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Conells, The » Holding Pattern |
Once in a while i can see through
What is real and what is show.
Saving my colds for your purest thoughts.
It may come and it may go.
Chorus:
In a holding pattern, standing still as statues in a row.
It's so hard to change the pose.
And if movement mattered, i can still be moved, so ask again
"will they line us up in a row?"
Give me a glimpse of some distant time. (?)
Let me know what's in store.
Keep me in mind when you cross yourself.
I couldn't ask for anymore.
(repeat chorus)
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