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Cut to the Chase

I’ve been standin here all night on my feet--
You see there’s only just these, the two of them.
Will you move, or will I move?
Or will we both go through somehow and move somehow?
Cut to the chase, I don’t want to push,
I don’t want to pull.
Cut to the chase, I just can’t stand still.
I woke up in the night time, lifted up and set down again, farther along, way farther along.
(Like in a ritual.)
We’ve got a lot of things to talk about,
We’ve got thunderbolts and moonshine,
and “an old black magic called love.”
We’re down at the train tracks
and we yell real loud when the train goes past.
We’re down at the train tracks and we just pretend.
(The freeways just the wind in the pines.)
We’re underneath the water,
we’re underneath the water.
And the water is green and the water is blue.
And the water is me and the water is you.
And like a leaf, I’m caught in the tide.
“I’m under an old black magic, that old black magic,
I’m under an old black magic called love.”