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From the recording We Belong EP

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On a bad day I can't see past myself
Like all the angels watching over me have flown South
To leave me wondering where the joy all went
Oh this world is a punishment

On a good day I can see it all
All the mystery in the great and small
I can wonder at the foolish grace
Oh this world is a beautiful place

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Back when I was innocent
Oh, used to be I could trust my sense
Left alone with my own thoughts
Oh this world is a tangled spot

These days I try to find my peace
Anywhere that I can rest my feet
I can only do my best
Oh this world is a beautiful mess

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