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A Murder Of Crows
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Stranger Than Fiction
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Everybody cares, everybody understands
Yes, everybody cares about you
As a matter of fact, I'm sure they do
But if you don't act just right, they kick you in the head
But I wouldn't take it offensively
They're doing it out of sympathy
And you're the one who's bringing it all about
So here I lay, dreaming, looking at the brilliant sun
Raining its guiding light upon everyone
For a moment's rest, I lean against the banister
After running upstairs again and again
From a place, you people, you've never been
With all of your city's finest following behind
With a greater skill and resourcefulness
After putting me under a wrongful arrest
Stuck me out to the desert to dry and die
So here I lay, dreaming, looking at the brilliant sun
Raining its guiding light upon everyone
Here I lay, dreaming, looking at the brilliant sun
Pushing its guiding light upon everyone
The dream-killing doctor says to describe my dream
But some things are for no one to know
And for you, twelve-stepping cop, to not find out
Everybody Cares, Everybody Understands (alt version) was written by Elliott Smith.