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Ones And Zeros

jackjohnsonmusic on September 20, 2013 22:45

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    There’s a black hole pulling me in
    I slowly bend
    ‘til I see the back of my own sins
    I stole my soul from myself
    Now I wonder

    I wonder is there somebody with a perfect plan
    That goes boom when it’s stamped
    Then we could understand
    How the gods of old used to clap their hands
    To make thunder

    And so we’re clapping and we’re laughing
    Like it was so absurd
    In the future we’ll be laughing at who we were
    Right now as man plays god with the land
    That he plunders

    To the one unknown no one can own
    No seed that’s resistant to greed
    If we listen to time after time
    Time can never go under

    There’s this vine trying to climb
    Through the window into my life
    I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind
    There’s this wine trying to find
    It’s way from the bottle into my mind
    In my mind, in my mind, in my mind

    And so this vine is trying to climb
    Through the window into my life
    To bring me symmetry and memories
    Of a backlit breeze
    Back into a dream on the ground
    Looking up at the sun coming down

    Into a world where boys and girls
    Are holding hand held devices
    While they’re eating and they’re sleeping
    And they’re dreaming of the prices
    We’ll be paying down the line
    When the ice melts maybe it will turn to wine

    And all the greatest of the heroes
    Started jumping from the books
    They started wearing ones and zeros
    Looking more and more like crooks
    They stole the sunlight from the future
    Took a sip, drank half the glass then put it back

    A lot of people like to have a feast
    Not so many can stomach the killing
    A lot of traffic on the streets
    So who’s really doing all the drilling?
    Keep on filling what can never be full
    My imagination’s got a hole in it

    There’s this vine trying to climb
    Through the window into my life
    I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind
    There’s this wine trying to find
    It’s way from the bottle into my mind
    In my mind, in my mind, in my mind

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