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The sun's barely rising The eastern horizon Is starting to lighten to grey Man, there was a time When a quarter past five Was the whole other side of the day Oh, but look at you now Bright-eyed somehow And swaying to a song that ain't playing out loud And I lose the thread Like, forget what I said I'm a deer in the headlights again 'Cause by default the future wins She carves the dolls and pulls the strings But it's all right here, right now In your hands and still out of reach somehow This endless precipice Or honey, whatever it is Oh, it just don't get better than this The revelry levels, eventually petals Of normalcy settle again Oh, but look at us now Normal somehow Is just inches from heaven, I guess 'Cause by default the future wins She carves the dolls and pulls the strings But now it's right here, right now In your hands and still out of reach somehow And it's all there, but you can't quite look at it A glow in the margins, maybe that's just what heaven is This endless precipice 'Cause honey, whatever it is Oh, it just don't get better than this And it's nearly unbearable That it will not submit to the touch Lovely and terrible That there's no way to touch it No way to tame it No way to bottle it up Oh, but look at you now Bright-eyed somehow And swaying to a song in your head Right here, right now In your hands and still out of reach somehow And it's all there, though you can't quite look at it A glow in the margins, honey, that's just what heaven is This endless precipice And sugar, whatever it is Oh, it just don't get better than this It just don't get better than this It just don't get better than this It just don't get better (By default the future wins) Oh, it just don't get better than this Than this, than this Oh, it just don't get better than this Than this It just don't get better than this