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You got your electricity
The heat is on high
You can't keep your eyes away
From the TV
You walk outside
With your face on the ground
Too tired to hear the sound
Of a child on the rooftops
And he was
Kicking off slate
Do you remember when
You were a boy
And you were void of hate
Because I know a place
Where the smiles last for days
And the people celebrate
At the drop of rain
They go outside
(They last for days)
On the barefooted ground
(They last for days)
They can hear the sound
They can hear the sound
But switch back to the first world
A smiling face on a TV
Man walks out of a square house
Into a square car
And he wonders, "What happened to me?"
And don't ask him where he's going
'Cause he doesn't know
When he'll be back
He sits there in his car
With the keys in his lap
Well have you figured it out, out
(Have you figured it out?)
Well have you figured it out, out
(Have you figured it out?)
Well have you figured it out, out
(Have you figured it out?)
'Cause I haven't got a clue
I was crossing the tracks
I saw a big yellow light
Coming for me
What happened to the blinking red lights?
They must have run out of batteries
And I should stand up for my friends
Because I believe in them
And if someone puts them down
Why am I silent
'Til the end?
And you better smile when I say hi
'Cause I'm smiling whenever you're nearby
Well I guess you don't make a big deal
Out of anything
Anymore
And ya pass a car turned over on the side of the road
You contemplate a reversal of the roles
But you don't pull over to help
You'll forget about it
Three seconds down the road
Well have you figured it out, out
(Have you figured it out?)
Well have you figured it out, out
(Have you figured it out?)
Well have you figured it out, out
(Have you figured it out?)
'Cause I haven't got a clue
And I hold everything against you
Because you see
You never held anything at all
Against me
You'd better smile when I say hi
'Cause I'm smiling whenever you're nearby
Well I guess you don't make a big deal
Out of anything
Anymore
And I was crossing the tracks
I saw a big yellow light
Coming for me
What happened to the blinking red lights?
They must have run out of batteries
Now you'll
Just forget about it all
'Cause all your things are
Gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone
Gone was written by Pete Heimbold & Brad Corrigan & Chadwick Stokes.
Gone was produced by Dispatch.