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Artist:Mae  Album:Afternoon 

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I was born in '82, a poor man's son, When it came to hand-me-downs, he only gave me one, At first I was ungrateful, and once I was confused. He said music is the cup for you I pour, It's all I really have, wish I can give you more, But I have to catch my ride, son I'm off to a distant shore. See, my dad gave me the keys, But I had to show myself to the door. Soon the words he left were too faint to hear, And a path of no direction made it hard to steer, My soul was dry at first year, My mind was so unclear. While wandering around in searching there, I came across a man I've seen before, I swear, And again I'd see him too, On the beach with the fating of the moon, And he'd say, Communication is calling you, It's all in you, no hesitation, You've got to see this through. I needed something to fill me up, In my bag, a gift from dad, my music cup, Well, I should have looked there first, in an attempt to quench the thirst, Each day was like a melody, with words to follow so expressively, I was off to share my song, I knew it wouldn't be too long, Till I was standing on the stage, And the crowd would sing it back to me and we'd sing Communication is calling us, it's all in us, A celebration, for you and me, and the universe, Our destination, oh, (How we find the answer) When we search beyond ourselves, you know we always learn (We've becomes so clever) Let our walls crumble and burn

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