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as a baby - marsy mars lyrics

through this wilderness of splendour
one woman, one man, will undergo many migrations

verse 1
let’s mix us two here, in the glass of the past
betwixt one tint of innocence and its other;
to all the babes of the metamodern way
the high innocents; this is for you
though not for you only, as to this key
i re*migrate in order that i be tried
for my achievements, as though they were crimes
on the deserted atoll on which thеy were first committed

if you’rе young enough to realise all that you’ve got
and old enough to understand all that you’ve not
i feel the way fortune, family in opposite ways implore you
but look on this sand, see my footsteps stretch before me
‘i’, ‘you’, i’m mixing pr*nouns on the registry
for a moment, see you as you see me, in viced verse

pre*chorus
permit of me to give to thee
the love of many stories told in one
and the idea of pre*history
as if my soul with fins and scuba key
went, like that all under sea
to show you all the things you have not seen
chorus
…as a baby (goo goo, gaga)
into my world now you look as a but baby, as but a boy (gaga, gaga)
baby it’s good to leave home
baby it’s good to leave home

verse 2
i write this all marooned on an auspice*less island
in a clearing of unsold advertising
so far from where you hearken and so far from where i now stand
and from this inlet, baby understand
they will make ezekiel of me when i land
the sun has tanned the blueprint of my master plan
so when i come in stealing on your scene with an overnight’s ease
it was made by yet another gasping for a desert breeze
the isle of this verse is in your lay abandoned
looking like a lover left and a lover’s love sated in tandem
by sony, by god, maybe fortune’s favour is random
but here you will find mars as a baby before they ever got to brand him
one who has not yet met you, and so cannot love you
but knows more than he knows the palm in his hand that he will do
my utopia the slow process of creating utopia
for which i already sailed from this place;
now spectate with me pon those
flushed with western wealth, and
those who from fates neglect are rising
as they both tried to build their own utopos
man it’s good to be home
pre*chorus
your mother once said
the top of your head
still smells the same
as when you were a baby

verse 3
so alright, we’ll meet some day
on this you can rely, in a bar both getting drunk

- marsy mars lyrics

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