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Second Try

from Extinct! by Greg McLeod

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Forgiveness like I didn't know existed
Forgiveness like I thought was religious
Forgiveness

I gave up on guilt like vomiting blood
I did what I did and it can't be undone
The cool of the bowl, the emptying drain
Too slippery to hold, old comfortable pain
Slippery to hold, slipping away

They're piling on, people I've wronged
The ones I remember, then the ones I forgot
Never thought they'd add up, never thought they would talk
Now I'm short of breath, and I wish it would stop
I'm short of breath, come on, wake me up

You get a second chance, you get a second try
You get a second dance, you get a second night
You get a second man, you get a second wife
You get a second glance, you get a second sight
You get a second chance, you get a second try

If lives didn't end we'd all be dead by now
Lost to vendettas, debts, bored, wars, mushroom clouds
Stuck in our ways and scared to change them
Blaming things on people we're estranged from
Blaming things on people, saying we hate them

So I'm glad I'll die, and my grudges too
When new kids are born, they can make their own
I'm glad I'll die, you won't pardon me
When new kids are born, they will still be free
When new kids are born, they will eat their own

You get a second chance, you get a second try
You get a second dance, you get a second night
You get a second man, you get a second wife
You get a second glance, you get a second sight
You get a second chance, you get a second try

So shrink the whole world's history to a single year
It'll turn to April before the first life appears
In mid July plants will come ashore
In late September, there'll be dinosaurs
In late November, there will be no more

And on the last day, New Year's eve
We'll throw a party, most our friends'll leave
Those last five minutes are our whole history
Jesus comes a minute seventeen
Before the clock strikes, you and me

We get a second
We get a second
We get a second

[Ilya Bryzgalov: See it, our galaxy's like, huge
But if you see the big picture
Our galaxy's like small, tiny dot in the universe, like.
And you think, like, "and we have some problems
Here on the Earth we worry about? Compared to like
Nothing." Just be happy, don't worry, be happy right now.]

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from Extinct!, released November 17, 2016

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Greg McLeod is a musician from Vancouver, BC. He made some albums. He may make more.

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