"Sport Of Form" lyrics

"Sport Of Form"

Oh so perfect
Self-aware
A curation
Unflawed

Iteration
Or one of kind?

A distinction
So hard to explain
Sport of form
State of grace

Tow a line
Keep a faith
Never die
Never fade

From a waiter
From a friend
From a long-lost time
Half erased

Different lives
Same old place

Tow a line
Test some faith
Never die
Never fade

Always time to watch
Seashells drowning
Is it cynical?
Are they drowning?

When it's hard to explain
Never die
Never fade

When you're longing to break
Draw the line
Never trace

Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?

Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?

Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?

Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?

Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?

Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?
Does anyone even know you?
Does anyone even care?


Writer(s): Kenneth Szymanski, James P Feltz, Dan Joseph Greene, Urian Vonelee Hackney, Anthony Edward Wolski, Troy Dean Van Leeuwen, Patrick Shiroishi, Randall Kupfer, Julien Rose Baker, Benjamin Allen Chisholm, Justin Meldal Johnsen
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