General CommentThis is the most incredibly existential song I've ever heard. We said, Tell me all your thoughts on God Our clothes are stained, we pass many cross eyed people How our shoes make hard noises in this place We said, "Tell me all your thoughts on God We count only blue cars skip the cracks in the streetĪnd ask many questions like children often do On our way, the sun broke free of the clouds ![]() He said, "Tell me all your thoughts on God He had many questions like children often do I could tell by how far the child's shadow stretched outĪnd he walked with a purpose in his sneakers down the street
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