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Lee Geddy

Trick of the light Or just a loss of perspective Flaw in the grand plan Just the way it is Looks good from a distance But closer I come It becomes more

He sleeps with a chainsaw Got eyes like an outlaw He takes a two smoke walk And he don't like to talk And he don't like change And he don't like change

The angels' share The secrets of the universe Is seldom fair Hardly blessing, hardly curse All those things we cannot know We dream, we hypothesize Maybe

I've gone flying, trying to reach you You've been hiding, riding me to a state like this Give me that window to Give me that window to Give me that window

Living in the present tense When you lose the past The future makes no sense Living in the present tense When there's nothing to blame No victim of consequence

native land Terrence, Phillip, Lee: True patriot love In all thy sons' command Lee: With glowing hearts we see thee rise Phillip: That's right, Geddy! Lee

Where the air's not clean Where the water's glowing green Where the dogs are mean I'm moving to Bohemia And taking you along Say goodbye to suburbia

He sleeps with a chainsaw Got eyes like an outlaw He takes a two smoke walk And he don't like to talk And he don't like change And he don't like change

Trick of the light or just A loss of perspective Flaw in the grand plan just The way it is Looks good from a distance but Closer I come it Becomes more