[Intro Skit: Blake Sennett & Jenny Lewis]
Seems like it, right? Don't you think?
You going in that side?
You wanna drive?
No, you can drive
It's kind of cold in here
Go left here, then up here, now take a right
We'll go up to...
Take a right here, can you make a right here? Yeah
And then maybe left, 27...
Oh, he told you where it was?
No, he didn't
You're just guessing. ESP?
Psychic...
...all my stuff is still there
Whoa, Jesus, Jesus...
That was weird... got scared so I pumped the brakes... I thought we could be sliding 'cause I'm used to driving in the snow
Shh, wait a minute, I like this song...
[Verse]
The picture's far too big to look at, kid
Your eyes won't open wide enough
And you're constantly surrounded
By the swirling stream of what is and what was
Well, we've all made our predictions
But the truth still isn't out
But if you want to see the future
Go and stare into a cloud
And keep trying to find your way
Out through that maze of memories
It all sort of looks familiar
Until you get up close, then it's different clearly
But each time you turn a corner
You're right back where you were
And your only hope is that forgetting
Might make a door appear
Is it your fear of being buried
That makes you so afraid to speak?
An avalanche of opinions
Like the one that fell that I'm now underneath
It was my voice that moved the first rock
And I would do it all again
I mean, it's cool if you keep quiet
But I like singing
Seems like it, right? Don't you think?
You going in that side?
You wanna drive?
No, you can drive
It's kind of cold in here
Go left here, then up here, now take a right
We'll go up to...
Take a right here, can you make a right here? Yeah
And then maybe left, 27...
Oh, he told you where it was?
No, he didn't
You're just guessing. ESP?
Psychic...
...all my stuff is still there
Whoa, Jesus, Jesus...
That was weird... got scared so I pumped the brakes... I thought we could be sliding 'cause I'm used to driving in the snow
Shh, wait a minute, I like this song...
[Verse]
The picture's far too big to look at, kid
Your eyes won't open wide enough
And you're constantly surrounded
By the swirling stream of what is and what was
Well, we've all made our predictions
But the truth still isn't out
But if you want to see the future
Go and stare into a cloud
And keep trying to find your way
Out through that maze of memories
It all sort of looks familiar
Until you get up close, then it's different clearly
But each time you turn a corner
You're right back where you were
And your only hope is that forgetting
Might make a door appear
Is it your fear of being buried
That makes you so afraid to speak?
An avalanche of opinions
Like the one that fell that I'm now underneath
It was my voice that moved the first rock
And I would do it all again
I mean, it's cool if you keep quiet
But I like singing
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