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There are tiers, as in levels, to reality
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On the industrial corner of North 17th Street and Wythe
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Two black public high school kids watch a nordic model get photographed
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To them, she is lunar, impossible, alien life.
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So as a comet might relate to a traffic-stop taxi cab
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Or a Bahamas vacation to a stint in Guantanamo Bay
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So as access and privilege relate to their absolute opposites
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It's the way that these kids and this woman will always relate
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And it's nobody's fault. Yeah no one's to blame.
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We all work through the dark. We all carry the weight.
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Slender shoulders and blindfolds spinning in cycles
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Now, now, now: navigate!
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There are tiers, as in layers, to an experience.
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Through each lens and metric the image warps every day.
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I'm either successful, independent, and largely uncompromised
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Or a non-starter, never-was, has-been since 2008.
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And it's nobody's fault. Yeah no one's to blame.
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We all work through the dark. We all carry the weight.
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Slender shoulders and blindfolds spinning in cycles
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Now, now, now: navigate!
Instrumental: x2
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There are tears, as in water-works, and they're threatening
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To spoil the negotiated sweetness of my afternoon
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I can't answer anything honestly without an asterisk
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Air-quotes and doublespeak litter the fountain of youth.
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And if it's nobody's fault, then I'm not to blame
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I just work in the dark, I just carry the weight.
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Slender shoulders and blindfolds stranded in cycles
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Now, now, now: navigate!