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| ==Lyrics==
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| <pre>
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| A thousand tiny airplanes wander through your mother's garden
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| As she paints a golden picture of the way it used to be
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| I listen as you whistle all of Mozart's major pieces
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| And you're breaking all my records but it doesn't bother me
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| So you've taken all your medals and you're using them as doorstops
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| And you've sold your family diamonds to the madman down the street
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| Well listen here my darling -- you've got to take it slowly
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| They will put you in a fishtank very philosophically
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| Alas I spoke too quickly, I'll rephrase that faulty stanza
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| While you're busy hunting shadows in your castle by the sea
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| So now I'm standing in the alley and you're drawing little circles
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| And you always pay attention to everyone but me
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| ==Notes==
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| There's a recorded version of this that I'm not 100% happy with on the [[MoG]] page. Some of the lines could use a bit of rework*, but overall it says what I want it to.
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| (*everyone sees "family diamonds" and thinks it's a reference to gonads or something, which it isn't; also "madman down the street" doesn't quite fit. "pawnshop down the street"? I wanted to convey the idea of carelessly abandoning something very precious that you've been given. A bit like this BF5 lyric from "Where's Summer B?": "I tried to tell you, tried to tell you, took a little bit too long / And now your phone is disconnected and your shit's out on the lawn.")
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