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I could be searching for answers
But I don't want to say I don't already have them
I should be a better dancer
But I won't give away I have no sense of rhythm

On my street they're selling rumors of wars and occupations
She says she's not of this world, well that's an understatement
I turn around and I'm facing the sound and the fury go round
And it's signifying nothing

Nobody knows no matter what anybody says
They're just wasting so much of your time
I just want that feeling again
That I know better I know better I know better better better

You could be like Charles Darwin
Turning wolves into whales and wine back into water
While somewhere grieves an angel of Harlem
For the palms full of nails of her only begotten daughter

Without love it's all a hopeless dream and we won't wake up
With only words I won't know what you mean it's just time taken up
They're saying things I could never believe
You couldn't pay me to see both sides of a heart unbroken

Nobody knows no matter what anybody says
They're just wasting so much of your time
I just want that feeling again
That I know better I know better I know better better better

Now the kids don't speak
And the old don't think
Yet we'll somehow sink
To heaven

Without love it's all a hopeless dream and we won't wake up
With only words I won't know what you mean it's just time taken up
They're saying things I could never believe
You couldn't pay me to see both sides of a heart unbroken

Nobody knows no matter what anybody says
They're just wasting so much of your time
I just want that feeling again
That I know better I know better I know better better better

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from Pop​/​Art, released February 4, 2014
Harmonies - Ricky Berger
Mixed by Andy Freeman

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Adrian Bourgeois Burbank, California

"Just when a tune has ingratiated itself into your memory, in the way the kind of pop music does that inspires one to whistle, the melody sweeps upward, turning and dancing in that unpredictable way that a flock of birds does when it moves toward the sun." (SN&R)
"Lush with strings, angelic harmonies and melodies that swoop and soar like a hook-laden roller coaster"(Sacramento Bee)
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