Moon

Woke up in a bed not mine
 Didn't feel the indents, the swells and dives
 See my limbs were hanging off the ends
 Grabbing the sun when it blew in
 And all this time I waited to begin
 I waited for the cue, someone to push me in
 But the moon rise and empties again
 Chases no one, get ready, set
 Chases no, get ready, set
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 Camille sees the spaces between
 As she's melting layers off this scene
 She says, "you'll always feel sick from home"
 "So you might as well just get along and take the simple trip"
 'Cause all this time you've waited to begin
 You've waited for the cue
 Someone to push you in
 But the moon sails and empties again
 Chasing no one, get ready, set
 Chasing no one, get ready, set
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 Well, I woke up in a life not mine
 With a list to do and a means to an end
 I've got a jar full of the tokens to do
 Slide on into the slot marked 'x'
 And all this time I waited to begin
 I waited for the cue
 Someone to push me in
 But the moon's still coming up overhead
 Catches no one on this simple trip
 Catches no one, get ready, set