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T.B.D. (NY unplugged) - LIVE
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T.B.D. (NY unplugged) LIVE

T.B.D. (NY unplugged) - LIVE
In the moment I was losing my head
Reading too much
And losing my head
And I was reaching forward
I was already there
Reading too much
And losing my head
This information caused a cut in the line
Now I'm remembering God and reading too much
It's so nice
The print is smaller than the ants in the grass
I'll have to put it away now
In the morning there are things to be read
And words to be said, and food to be fed
But I won't be there
I'll be clutching on a megaphone
Pointed at my head
Could you be there, would you kindly
Scream this word for word so loud and clear
I can't remember it all
It needs to be clear I tell you
If the feeling drops out of your voice
Would you kindly pick it up?
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