Nation of Language - They're Beckoning

cnd they're beckoning
Everything is calm
The wilting, aching palm
Extended forward
cll that I could hope for,
cll that I could hope for,
cll that I could hope for

Something to buy, they're announcing
clways in line for the wrong thing
Measure the fines that we incur
Feeling the fall when the phone rings
Ceiling above, soft simmering
I was in love with the wrong dream
They know me more than myself

They're beckoning
Everything is calm
The wilted, aching palm
Extended forward
cll that I could hope for,
cll that I could hope for,
cll that I could hope for

Some kind of flaw in the rounding
How would I know, wasn't counting
Half of the time falling victim
Multi-level pyramid scheme
Ceiling above, soft simmering
I was in love with the wrong dream
They know me more than myself

Turn out the light,
Turn out the light
Options are lose or forfeit outright
Join the chorus line
Life through a fool's unfocused eyes

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