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after
johnson/brown
Ever after is tuned in faster
We turn it on disaster
We zoom it in after, after
Looking for souls in the lost and found
Searching through holes left in the ground, After
When a dream falls does it make a sound
With the volume turned down
And our heads in the clouds
Watching in tears through the unblinking eye
As deepest fears become realized, After
The story is told up and down the dial
And still all the while
We cling to denial
And we all sat around
As the deal went down then
And we all stood around
As CNN replayed the pain
And the long list of names
Looking for souls who don't want to be found
Searching for Moles buried deep in the ground, After
Will it all end when they are found
Do we pretend that they won't come around
If we're wired for sound
With our TV's up loud
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