Here is this language, lovely and divine
Spoken are these words, beautiful but not mine
Yours is the mind I would like to claim
Will you not admit my thoughts are the same?
In just one moment you've determined my worth
Enclosed in this box, this masterpiece you've birthed
You first my dear, my block is a curse
You're unwrapping my layers with every verse
Between these minds lies a very thin border
Obvious is the message but I cannot order
My will is well but my mind is weak
Here are the thoughts into words I can't speak
Unaware of intentions, you'll be waiting
Caught up in process, I'll be debating
I'm sure these are mine but you've arrived first
We are the same but I am the worst.
















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Vedder makes everything better...
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Goobers, Goobers Everywhere
Not a spot to think!
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Goobers, Goobers Everywhere
Not a spot to think!
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Goobers, Goobers Everywhere
Not a spot to think!
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Goobers, Goobers Everywhere
Not a spot to think!
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Vedder makes everything better...
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Goobers, Goobers Everywhere
Not a spot to think!
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