Standard (EADGBE)

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All I do is sleep all day, and think of you

a memory of the cushion life I'm clinging to

the image of a mutual one, our haven

the sombre chords of our song, the fading

love is no big truth

driven by our genes, we are simple selfish beings

a symphony that's you

joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping

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Passion and its brother hate, they come and go

could easily be made to stay for longer though

many people play this game so willingly

do I have to be like them, or be lonely?

love is no big truth

driven by our genes, we are simple selfish beings

a symphony that's you

joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping

Another view of what there is to it,

getting me through it

I'll never need it again