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We rode like 20 fuckin' hours on a bus Just to stand in the heat and to look at the rust And to wonder what's gonna Gonna happen to us and, try to make sense of all These crimes, no passion Why do they do it to us Crimes, no passion There were like 30, like 30 of us and We were all friends and it was all love There were like 30, like 30 of us and We were all friends and it was all love Standin' on the mulch with you, lookin' all around Wonderin' what kind of good a bunch of kids could do Standin' on the mulch with you, feelin' what I thought was love And wonderin' how I could show it to you And these crimes, no passion Why do they do it to us Crimes, no passion Standin' on the creek bed you asked me if I felt god in the air And I said no 'cause I was scared of a feeling so palpable, palpable, around us Is this god or community, god or community Will I ever know the difference God or community, god or community Will I ever know it all Buildin' a staircase with an unlucky man He was just 24 and already divorced New girlfriend's name is Storm, and, he's tellin' me is pregnant Or tryin' to leave him, or somethin' I was just 17 and all that this meant to me was That there's no guarantee that young life is good I was just 17 and all that this meant to me was That there's no guarantee that young love is true Crimes, no passion Why do they do it to us Crimes, no passion Standin' on the creek bed you asked me if I felt god in the air, And I said no 'cause I was scared of a feeling so palpable, palpable, around us Is this god or community, god or community Will I ever know the difference God or community, god or community Will I ever know it all