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Lovely Thing Suite: Theories

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Lovely Thing Suite: Theories

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Arthur stepped off, yeah he stepped offa the chair

Couldn’t weigh a hundred forty pounds

And the rope snapped yeah the rope snapped

And then Arthur found himself looking up from the ground

Looking up, looking up, found things looking up

Looking up, looking not so down, no not so down

No knots don’t have to stay that way

No, not so tightly wound

What a lovely thing it is to fail

To release those grasping fingernails

Arthur thought the end was near

Then Arthur played for fifty years

And then my father walked down 8th and 57th street to

Carnegie Hall, yeah it was Carnegie Hill

The show was past sold out for weeks

But they said if you don’t mind, if you don’t mind sitting on stage

Sometimes we release a couple seats

Twenty feet, twenty feet, yeah my dad’s twenty three

Twenty feet from the hands on the keys

Yeah, the hands on the keys of a man

With the hands that almost didn’t exist

That almost didn’t exist to see

Back in 97 when Dad was my chauffeur

He’d play radio and I’d try to guess the composer

Chopin sprinkled over the hum of the motor

When I was young never I’d doubt my composure

Everything’s kosher, man I was so sure

I’d say that I’m good

Don’t want no adulthood

I never understood

Couldn’t get how anyone would ever want to end to their life

Until the day that I could

I’ve heard it said we’re alone in the ether

That we’re the only intelligent creatures

So you don’t need to adjust your receivers

If they were out there they’d be texting us, hitting our beepers

Invading us on some alien Julius Caesar

Or begging take me to your leader

But I got a theory it’s neither

That there’s a billion brilliant alien planets at leisure

Smoking alien reefer

The evolution of the mind’s not the hunger to conquer

Or to want or to seek or to wander

Or even wonder, but to simply to be

Until we cease to be any longer

There’s nothing wrong with heavy eyelids

I hope you enjoyed my twenties as much as I did

You’ll never know how much that all of you provided

And I’m gonna try to do the same for

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