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Is this dirt and mud or is it flesh and blood?
When I reach my hands in, I don't know where I end.
This will all make sense in the morning.
This will all make sense in the morning.

Are these roots and leaves, or is this a part of me?
When I reach my hands in, I feel life absorbing.
This will all make sense in the morning.
This will all make sense in the morning.

Oh, it’s a little strange.
Oh, it’s a little strange.
It'll all make sense,
It'll all make sense in the morning.
Is this dirt and mud or is it flesh and blood?   When I reach my hands in, I don't know where I end.   This will all make sense in the morning.   This will all make sense in the morning.      Are these roots and leaves, or is this a part of me?   When I reach my hands in, I feel life absorbing.   This will all make sense in the morning.   This will all make sense in the morning.      Oh, it’s a little strange.   Oh, it’s a little strange.   It'll all make sense,   It'll all make sense in the morning.