There is a darkness to these jaded days
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Maybe it's a seasonal affected disorder
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Or maybe we're just sad
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There is photosynthesis
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We crane our necks for sunlight
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There's a different sun for everyone
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And it's bigger than me, this sun is bigger
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Yeah it's bigger than me, this sun is bigger
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So much more to eat, this sun is bigger
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To be bigger than me, this sun is bigger
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There is a vacuum
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There are boys with toys
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These toys of coldness
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And a smart arse
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There is a cuckoo
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Who's been and lain in my nest
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And the egg is hatching
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And Christ I'll never be able to feed it
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'Cos it's bigger than me, this chick is bigger
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Yeah it's bigger than me, this chick is bigger
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So much more to eat, this chick is bigger
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To be bigger than me, this chick is bigger
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Oh yeah!
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I should welcome all
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Both fallow and fertile
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I should welcome all
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Both circumcised and gentile
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But I can be so, so elsewhere
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And I can be so, so cold
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There is a world
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So full of people
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Full of love and shrapnel
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Full of bag ladies and bag ladies and
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Wicker men
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And it's bigger than me, this world is bigger
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Yea it's bigger than me, this world is bigger
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Still so much more to eat, this world is bigger
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To be bigger than me, this world is bigger
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Am I a stone?
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Bigger Than Me
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