Gift Shop Lyrics

The beautiful lull, the dangerous tug
We get to feel small from high up above
And after a glimpse over the top
The rest of the world becomes a gift shop

The pendulum swings for the horse like a man
Out over the rim is ice cream to him
The beautiful lull, the dangerous tug
We get to feel small but not out of place at all
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We're forced to bed but we're free to dream
All us human extras, all us herded beings
And after a glimpse over the top
The rest of the world becomes a gift shop

I don't know what to believe, sometimes I even forget
And if it's a lie, terrorists made me say it
The beautiful lull, the dangerous tug
We get to feel small from high up above
From high up above