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late at night, cloudy light will creep over my old house
and the chair where i once sat, someone new is there
and he'll stare at that wall
& we 're all parts of an alphabet
we spell new words in new spots we're at
& the big round blue boat drifts around in the dark
when you feel like a jerk, does it make you confused?
like how could you become as awesome as you are & still feel like a looser?
when you feel ugly and petty
awkward & unsteady
just try not to forget there's so many people who've liked you
i hope that the art school enjoys your big drawning of ruin
we've all got good things to do & it's good when we do them
from austin to brooklyn, they're all smart and good looking
we're all parts of an alphabet
we spell new words with new folks we met
and the big round blue boat drifts around in the dark
& they say that we'll drift for a while till we die in the sun
it's a spiral, it's a combination lock
i'm just hopin' that i'll get it open
& these joys & frustations are just turns in the combination
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