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I want to climb inside a work of art I want to get away from all your comments that are barbed And just because you're getting older Doesn't mean you're getting clever Just because you've got the high ground Doesn't mean you're at the fairground And just because you're ground down to a halt It doesn't mean you have to throw the stone you always hold Just because you're getting older Doesn't mean you're getting wiser Just because you've got the high ground Doesn't mean you have the most fun I want to hide inside a piece of you (I want to hide inside a piece of you) In the longest run, I am your mother and your child Beaten by the force that assails you Your so-called friends have surely failed you Some come back from the edge of crazy And come back from the edge of envy --- A Bit of Previous - Belle and Sebastian