The Way You Are Lyrics

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Going far, getting nowhere
Going far, the way you are

Going far, getting nowhere
Going far, the way you are

Going far, getting nowhere
The way you are

Going far, getting nowhere
The way you are

These fingers aren't my fingers
These hands are not my hands
No one sees and no one cares what gets broken
Not for rhyme and not for reason
What gets broken
What gets broken

Going far, getting nowhere
Going far, the way you are

Going far, getting nowhere
Going far, the way you are

Going far, getting nowhere
The way you are

Going far, getting nowhere
The way you are

In the river my machinery
Slows to a heartbeat
Echoing ghost just laid by
Those who whistle while they work
Out of time and out of season
What gets broken

Going far, getting nowhere
Going far, the way you are

Going far, getting nowhere
Going far, the way you are

Going far, getting nowhere
The way you are

Going far, getting nowhere
The way you are
The way you are
The way you, the way you are

Going far, getting nowhere
Going far, the way you are

Going far, getting nowhere
Going far, the way you are

Going far, getting nowhere
The way you are

Going far, getting nowhere
The way you are
The way you are
The way you are
The way you are
The way you, the way you are

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The Way You Are Lyrics

Going far, getting nowhere
Going far, the way you are

Going far, getting nowhere
Going far, the way you are

Going far, getting nowhere
The way you are

Going far, getting nowhere

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Going far, getting nowhere  
Going far, the way you are  
  
Going far, getting nowhere  
Going far, the way you are  
  
Going far, getting nowhere  
The way you are  
  
Going far, getting nowhere  
The way you are  
  
These fingers aren't my fingers  
These hands are not my hands  
No one sees and no one cares what gets broken  
Not for rhyme and not for reason  
What gets broken  
What gets broken  
  
Going far, getting nowhere  
Going far, the way you are  
  
Going far, getting nowhere  
Going far, the way you are  
  
Going far, getting nowhere  
The way you are  
  
Going far, getting nowhere  
The way you are  
  
In the river my machinery  
Slows to a heartbeat  
Echoing ghost just laid by  
Those who whistle while they work  
Out of time and out of season  
What gets broken  
  
Going far, getting nowhere  
Going far, the way you are  
  
Going far, getting nowhere  
Going far, the way you are  
  
Going far, getting nowhere  
The way you are  
  
Going far, getting nowhere  
The way you are  
The way you are  
The way you, the way you are  
  
Going far, getting nowhere  
Going far, the way you are  
  
Going far, getting nowhere  
Going far, the way you are  
  
Going far, getting nowhere  
The way you are  
  
Going far, getting nowhere  
The way you are  
The way you are  
The way you are  
The way you are  
The way you, the way you are

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