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Looking around at all these faces
Seems I'll never know
The man in the cap
The man in the wheelchair
The girl that makes me cold
Trucks and cars
Restaurants and bars
For sale, they'll all be
Sings of the past
Future wrath
Or maybe it's just me

I know who I am
I'll take what I can

Sharp little rocks
Over which we walk
Time and time again
A house, a street
A promise to keep
You just don't know when
Was it the crappy weather?
Seeing us together?
Or was it something someone said?
Was it fire? Was it ice?
Will it all be all right?
Will it all be all right in the end?

I know who I am
I'll take what I can

The health
The wealth
The things we felt
A sign of times
Now crack my shell

Sitting around all these people
No one here is talking
No eye contact
Just held-back attacks
Almost nothing is shocking
Peering here and there
But with no license to share
Everyone just keeps watching
See the crazy man
The homeless kid
And the teenage girls who
Keep on laughing

I know who I am
I'll take what I can

The health
The wealth
The things we felt
A sign of times
Now crack my shell