Wordless Chorus — My Morning Jacket

So much goin' on these days Forget about instinct It's not what pays Pleasure up and down my smile

A carton of eggs think It's all worthwhile

Tell me spirit, what has not been done? I'll rush out and do it Or are we doin' it now?

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Fissure is the thrill of the day Forget about feeling That's not what pays But you know all of this can change Remember the promise as a kid you made.

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We are the innovators, they are the imitators Come on Hey, don't you know how we started... We forgot about love but weren't brokenhearted

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