Prelude and Fugue In C Major (BWV 545) - Gerald Gifford

This'll never be Like folding clothes like counting sheep Point A-B Mismatched socks and energies I was down So I kicked you out I shut the door Is it open now? I was on the move You were on my mind Am I immune? Should I close my eyes? It isn't linear Linear Linear Linear It isn't linear, A bit of old and new It isn't Linear Linear, no Linear Linear, Uh Oh! Linear Getting over you What's left of us? Did I make the mess or clean it up? If I turn around Will I be looking up or at the ground? I was down So I kicked you out I shut the door Is it open now? I was on the move You were on my mind Am I immune? Should I close my eyes? It isn't linear Linear Linear Linear It isn't linear A bit of old and new It isn't Linear Linear, no Linear Linear, Uh Oh! Linear Getting over you Linear, linear Linear, linear Linear, linear Feeling in hyperbole Wearing you like jewelry It isn't linear Linear Linear Getting over you It isn't Linear Linear, no Linear Linear, Uh Oh! Linear Getting over you It isn't linear Linear Linear Linear Uh Oh, linear A bit of old and new It isn't Linear Linear, no Linear Linear, Uh Oh! Linear, Linear Linear, Linear