I am everything

I am on the brink of still

It's not all it's true

Sitting on a sprinkler

Take my call and see

The receiver to your ear

When you bridge the leap

It will all become so clear



That there's not only one of me

Just look closely now

Count them all and you'll get three

That one's clever

This one's free

But it's your favourite

I hate more's the pity



I've seen everything

I can only think is true

Check my windowpane

If you can't enjoy the view

I could fall for less

I believe a thing you say

Write it down for me

And it will all come into play



There's not only one of me

Just look closely now

Count them all and you'll get three

That one's clever

This one's free

But it's your favourite

I hate more's the pity



Lined up in a row

Like little dolls

Like bungalows

The reasons look the same

A newer version

Same old game



I am everything

I am on the brink

I'm not anything

I could use a drink



Tell me what you see

You look close but it's not me

I'm not what you need

And i'll never ever be


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