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The People

Not looking for reason, not trying to understand
Not trying to catch your eye, not trying to touch your hand
Not trying to show you a part of me no one else can find
But I will bring a song to you, who will buy my time?

Not looking for reason, not trying to understand
Not trying to catch your eye, not trying to touch your hand
Not trying to show you a part of me no one else can find
But I will bring a song to you, who will buy my time?

The people get philosophical and say there is no future
I am trying to tear myself away from your eyes
The people get philosophical and say there is no future
Nothing is as blinding as your eyes

Not watching the seasons, watching days flow by
No quenchless autumn breezes, late tomorrow skies
Are you frightened by the moment? How they softly lie
Where I thought I would always be, I let myself get by

The people get philosophical and say there is no future
I am trying to tear myself away from your eyes
The people get philosophical and say there is no future
Nothing is as blinding as your eyes

The people
Get by
The people
Get by
The people
Get by
The people
Get by
Get by

Not looking for an ending to make the pieces fit
Need is always pending on how much you can get

How much you can get
Oh, oh, ahh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh, oh, ahh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh, oh, ahh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh, oh, ahh
Oh oh oh oh

People get philosophical and say there is no future
I am trying to tear myself away from your eyes
The people get philosophical and say there is no future
Nothing is as blinding as your eyes

The people
Get by
The people
Get by
The people
Get by
The people
Get by, get by, get by, get by, get by, get by, get by


Mirror lyrics:

Get by, get by, get by, get by, get by, get by, get by
The people
Get by
The people
Get by
The people
Get by
The people

Nothing is as blinding as your eyes
The people get philosophical and say there is no future
I am trying to tear myself away from your eyes
People get philosophical and say there is no future

Oh oh oh oh
Oh, oh, ahh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh, oh, ahh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh, oh, ahh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh, oh, ahh
How much you can get

Need is always pending on how much you can get
Not looking for an ending to make the pieces fit

Get by
Get by
The people
Get by
The people
Get by
The people
Get by
The people

Nothing is as blinding as your eyes
The people get philosophical and say there is no future
I am trying to tear myself away from your eyes
The people get philosophical and say there is no future

Where I thought I would always be, I let myself get by
Are you frightened by the moment? How they softly lie
No quenchless autumn breezes, late tomorrow skies
Not watching the seasons, watching days flow by

Nothing is as blinding as your eyes
The people get philosophical and say there is no future
I am trying to tear myself away from your eyes
The people get philosophical and say there is no future

But I will bring a song to you, who will buy my time?
Not trying to show you a part of me no one else can find
Not trying to catch your eye, not trying to touch your hand
Not looking for reason, not trying to understand

But I will bring a song to you, who will buy my time?
Not trying to show you a part of me no one else can find
Not trying to catch your eye, not trying to touch your hand
Not looking for reason, not trying to understand


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