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| ==Specs==
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| [[Category:Woozle songs]][[Category:Woozle lyrics]][[category:downloads]]
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| * '''Type''': song with words
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| * '''Version''': 1.0
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| * '''Download''': {{cimedia|ci-atbg-v1.0.mp3|MP3}}
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| ==Comments==
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| Ok, it's flawed in many ways, but then again the song is about being flawed so that's kind of appropriate. Plus this is only version 1.0; I'll re-record large chunks of it when circumstances permit (better mics, better recording space, a real piano, real drums, etc.). Here it is, flaws and all.
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| This is more a "real song" than the other stuff. I wrote it in the late fall of 2001, driving from Athens to Durham on I-85 at night. (I remember wondering, in the days after 9/11, how anyone could write music or create any kind of art after having witnessed all that deliberate mass destruction. I guess this was my answer.)
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| It's about inadequacy, falling short of one's goals and even shorter of one's dreams; falling short of (or out of) grace. It's about gender dysphoria. It's about depression. It's about my dead friends (one of whom was merely ill at the time).
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| <center>~~ For [[Jenny]] and [[Tigger]] ~~</center>
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| <center>''(...and with apologies to [[Wikipedia:Tears for Fears|Tears for Fears]], "Listen", [[Wikipedia:Songs from the Big Chair|Songs from the Big Chair]])''</center>
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| ==Lyrics==
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| :Please remind me what it was I was put on this planet for
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| :‘Cause every step I take I find a new hole in the floor
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| :And everywhere I look I find another open door
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| :To somewhere not meant for me
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| :That’s not where I’m spozed to be
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| {{faint|Where do you want to be?}}
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| :I want to be with you!
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| {{faint|What is it that you see?}}
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| :I see myself outside the light
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| :That shines on all the beautiful girls
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| ::Who fly.....
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| ::All the beautiful girls
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| ::Can fly away.
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| :That dream is dead, it’s time to put it in the ground
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| :And that one’s suffering, I ought to put it down
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| :It screams so loud it’s sure to bring the neighbors ‘round
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| :With all the help that they think I need
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| :Confusion is guaranteed
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| {{faint|What do you need to see?}}
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| :I want to know what’s real
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| {{faint|Where do you need to be?}}
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| :I need to be inside the light
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| :That shines from all the beautiful girls
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| ::Who fly....
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| ::All the beautiful girls
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| ::Can fly away.
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| :Then maybe I’d be with you
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| :Just think of all the things we could do
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| :All the beautiful girls
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| ::Can fly....
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| ::All the beautiful girls
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| ::Can fly away.
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