Mesopotamia

Most of it’s meaningless
If even that
Most of it’s meaningless
Let’s go back
Mesopotamia, you hide under the stars
It’s the vastness that’s so daunting
I’m so different, I hide under the stairs
It’s the reason for my wandering
If it’s me or if it’s you
Doesn’t matter what we do
We end up a couple lives in this
Encyclopedia
If even that
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Let’s go back
Mesopotamia, you know where things have been
It’s the reason that I called you
Life so different, or maybe not at all
I guess we’re always wondering
If it’s me or if it’s you
Doesn’t matter what we do
We end up a couple lives in this
Encyclopedia
If even that
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Let’s go back
Waking life and sleeping death
You lived way beyond your breath
I wed you and you’re a drag
I am me and you are you
Now to paraphrase what we do
We are more than what’s defined in this
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It can’t hold that
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It can’t hold facts
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It can’t define that
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It can’t hold that
In all the madness
That falls flat
It doesn’t leave us
It can’t define that
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It can’t hold that
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It can’t define that