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Time

from Never Made an Album by Smut

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Vocals - Matt

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Your clouding over, shadow my shoulder
I can’t see past the present
Don’t try to gather what’s in the meaning
It’s hard enough to grasp forever

The sun shuns our eyes from seeing
Stops our minds from believing
Drives the world to spin around
And burns the hands of time

You blew your top, stop the clock
Before my time starts running over
Don’t try to gather what’s in the meaning
It’s hard enough to feel your feelings

You blew your top, stop the clock
Before my time starts running over
Don’t try to gather what’s in the meaning
It’s hard enough to grasp forever

The sun shuns our eyes from seeing
Stops our minds from believing
Drives the world to spin around
And burns the hands of time

Nothing really matters
Until we’re dead forever
It’s only then we’ll realize
It’s not in the meaning, it’s only in the feeling
The only thing that justifies.

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from Never Made an Album, released January 1, 1998

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Drums - Joel Harding
Bass - Paul Higa
Guitar - Matt Fenske

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