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In the Meantime lyrics
Maybe there's no answer here,
At least one we're ready to hear.
No string of words will satisfy-
No simple equation to edify us.
Here in the meantime
May questioning nurture life.
Fear is illogical math-
An impractical skill to have.
Still we talk of our future 'til we have no voice;
we try to outsmart it with noise.
Here in the meantime,
May the unknown harvest life.
We're conditioned to mourn our empty glass
Long before it ever poured out our past.
Though our patience is always in short supply
We'll leave our far-sighted worries behind.
Here in the meantime-
In the gospel of nearsight-
We'll learn to live a nourished life.
Part of these releases
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- Track 3 on Yearbook - April
- 2 Intermission
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- Track 9 on Yearbook Disc 2
- 8 Intermission
- 10 Pacific Blues
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