"Wish Automatic Suite" lyrics
"Wish Automatic Suite"
A carnival beating heart and a means of escape
Ride the rail, jump the track, go to sleep wide awake
This wish automatic
Soar with me for awhile, sweep the crumbs from the trail
Want to go faster, yeah, Lord, I do, do not fail
This wish automatic
This wish automatic
This wish automatic
You will beat yourself at these games
But step right this way, my friend
This is what it's all built to do
It's no reflection on you
There are way too many eyes on the prize
There are way too many eyes on the prize
Oh, your heart is in the right place
Picking the shortest line always
You should not write off these gifts
You got to shine your light somewhere
There are way too many eyes on the prize
There are way too many eyes on the prize
Wait 'til all the crowds have died down
It's easier to win that way
Though the funhouse has stretched you thin
It's no reflection on you
There are way too many eyes on the prize
There are way too many eyes on the prize
On the prize
On the prize
On the prize
Meet me in the mirror maze, tell me when you find the floor
Meet me in the mirror maze, tell me when you find the floor
Tell me when you find your way out
Meet me in the mirror maze, tell me when you find the floor
Meet me in the mirror maze, tell me when you find the floor
Tell me when you find your way out
Meet me in the mirror maze, tell me when you find the floor
Meet me in the mirror maze, tell me when you find the floor
Tell me when you find your way out
Meet me in the mirror maze, tell me when you find the floor
Meet me in the mirror maze, tell me when you find the floor
Tell me when you find your way out
Meet me in the mirror maze, tell me when you find the floor
Meet me in the mirror maze, tell me when you find the floor
Tell me when you find your way out
Writer(s): Allan Carl Newman
- AZLyrics
- N
- The New Pornographers Lyrics
album:
"Continue As A Guest" (2023)
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