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Last Chord
   ------Duke Special

Never thought Id lose my way, but the turns that I have taken
Slungged upon a concrete floor, clinging onto life.

I remember something once I might have heard
It was stolen from the cradle by a bird.

Everybodys looking for that long lost chord

Took a pill to feel a form in spaces long abandoned
But some mysterious crimson song that promised to be true.
But who can tell from distant door with thirst so cruel and ardoned
To understand the symphony thats wrapped beyond our roots.
Like the memory of the wind among the trees
Theres a fingerprint thats stained upon the keys.
Everybodys looking for that long lost chord

I want the world to make some sense, want the world to make some sense
I want the world to make some sense, I want the world to make some sense.

Theres a thorn that pricks and keeps me from my sleep

Everybodys looking for that long lost chord