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  1. 09 Smile

From the recording Early Attempts At Flight

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Lyrics

Think I'm losing touch with the world
Think I'm out here on my own
Don't know when my feet left the ground
voices sound like dead languages
everything is disconnected

I don't know what the world thinks it's owed
But an eye for an eye and a hole in your soul
I hope that when you think of me you can smile
Even though I was an asshole, at least for a little while

Is our worth made up of this
Dollars and bottom lines
Is there meaningfulness to all of it
Put the value of a life in print, members of household
Calculating ones own worth by placement


I don't know what the world thinks it's owed
But an eye for an eye and a hole in your soul
I hope that when you think of me you can smile
Even though I was an asshole, at least for a little while