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That's Not Us Video (MV)




Performed By: Webster's Wheel
Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: Marie Robertson, Daniel Webster




Webster's Wheel - That's Not Us Lyrics
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It's not like the garden
From which we were all pardoned
For digesting the truth
Never too late to just be you
Abiding in our own demise
We question these fervored lightless eyes
As they persuade us beyond reproof
What luck to be found alive in this muck
We all will do well to turn our minds towards us
That's what's in
But that's not us
What's the fuss
That's what's in
But that's not us
That's not us
Temptress paragon begun to rise
Found beneath an umpteenth uptick of nothing
We can all devolve in dawn's horizon coup
Master demands we give a fair and honest hand
Embracing contemplative cares of being human
Almighty creator find us in a giving spirit
What luck to be found alive in this muck
We all will do well to turn our minds toward us
That's what's in
But that's not us
What's the fuss
That's what's in
But that's not us
That's not us
We fill the cup of heaven's ears
Sunflower with more to bloom in a field clear
We do not bend oh winged joy
Graceful gestures passes as it hears
What luck to be found alive in this muck
We all will do well to turn our minds toward us
That's what's in
But that's not us
What's the fuss
That's what's in
But that's not us
That's not us
That's not us
That's not us
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It's not like the garden
From which we were all pardoned
For digesting the truth
Never too late to just be you
Abiding in our own demise
We question these fervored lightless eyes
As they persuade us beyond reproof
What luck to be found alive in this muck
We all will do well to turn our minds towards us
That's what's in
But that's not us
What's the fuss
That's what's in
But that's not us
That's not us
Temptress paragon begun to rise
Found beneath an umpteenth uptick of nothing
We can all devolve in dawn's horizon coup
Master demands we give a fair and honest hand
Embracing contemplative cares of being human
Almighty creator find us in a giving spirit
What luck to be found alive in this muck
We all will do well to turn our minds toward us
That's what's in
But that's not us
What's the fuss
That's what's in
But that's not us
That's not us
We fill the cup of heaven's ears
Sunflower with more to bloom in a field clear
We do not bend oh winged joy
Graceful gestures passes as it hears
What luck to be found alive in this muck
We all will do well to turn our minds toward us
That's what's in
But that's not us
What's the fuss
That's what's in
But that's not us
That's not us
That's not us
That's not us
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Marie Robertson, Daniel Webster
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