Everyone is Noah Everyone is The Ark Everyone has to build themselves up When heavens cruel And everyone is Noah Everyone is The Ark Everyone has to gather souls around them To feel useful, and loving, and loved And everyone is Noah Everyone is The Ark Everyone ends up talking to the sky Or looking the elephant in the eye Everyone is Noah Everyone is The Ark Everyone will turn their hands into the wood When they really think that they really should And Im really sorry for your loss I cant imagine how that feels Please build yourself up Heavens cruel Everyone has found themselves at the end of their rope Looking up at the boat Saying, I dont know I dont know if I can call this home I dont know if I can call this home I dont know if I can call this home I dont know if I can call this home
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