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What We Can Do
04:57
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You might be a genius
Laboring in obscurity, unsung but determined
You might be a guru
More power to you
All we need are fresh ideas
Nerve and drive and humility
(Burning daylight)
Think of all you have to offer
We turn no hands away
Bring your talents and your aptitudes
Big ideas to convey
We depend upon each other
In this unprecedented time
Let's collaborate together
To improve the world we share
It's amazing what we can do
If we just put our heads together
You might be a genius
Wading through the quagmire of an insoluble conundrum
You might be a guru
More power to you
No matter your forte, sir or madame, you are welcome
(Burning daylight)
We depend upon each other
Collective sparks will be stoked
All for integration
An Interdisciplinary approach
No woman or man is an island
No woman or man is an island
At the atomic level, we co-mingle constantly
Don't be afraid to get in touch
It's amazing what we can do
If we just put our heads together
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Letting Go
04:41
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I bolt up before dawn
Chunk of ice in my heart
I had that dream again
The one where everything ends
After the empire falls
I'll miss you most of all
And my limousine
That I've never seen
I got a crystal ball
Future so bright
Fell asleep to a record
Cars crash in the night
Time keeps running out
And I can't shake this doubt
I'm losing all I know
Getting ready to let go
In the here and now
The record spun out
I hear a voice in my dream
I wake up with a scream
Sit on the fire escape
Cold at daybreak
I try not to forget
How you got so wet
Under a banner of fire
In the yammer of time
It's all empty and bright
Cars crash in the night
Time keeps running out
And I can't shake this doubt
I'm losing all I know
Getting ready to let go
Pardon me friends, but I gotta move fast
I bought a little time but it ain't gonna last
Body good looking but the limousine's smashed
And living for tomorrow is a thing of the past
My old man said the first will be last
Don't bother me friends, just step on the gas
I don't wanna dawdle, I won't be tied to the mast
Because living for tomorrow is a thing of the past
Monuments built to honor my works
Now I'll get the recognition I so richly deserve
All my predictions will one day come to pass
But living for tomorrow is a thing of the past
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