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we are but prisonersof waterfallswe stand on broken ribs. |
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Faces to the glass,we drown. |
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Heavy mileage on our minds,we wrap the earth in cerebral folds. |
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And the corpse we carry reallyis a weight we'd like to throw. |
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We love the strange new animals,we love the fearful plantsbut we all surrenderturpentine to rid us of our pasts. |
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You would walk the rotten hillside,you would taste the clouds bellow. |
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But the world you walkis running water throughvalleys in palms of hands. |
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We all know we will berespected by greed and deathand loathed by clarity |
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Jettisonedemotions flood the banksthe valleys overflow. |
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If onlymemory served us better,we could swim to dry our souls. |
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We're suicidal swans. |
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We're silence,in throats we creep. |
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You'll know us bythe shaking groundwhen ideas emerge from the deep. |
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Dolphins have more dignity. |
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A sleepwalking helicopter,gracefully deceased. |
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Beauty makes the blind weep. |
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To describe a song in coloris a portrait's symphony |
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The light drips on closed eyelidsthrough holes in weathered sheets. |
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Curiosity stands up wherestrange faces hide and seek,swarming the webs of electricitythat dragnet the city;confusing power with dutyin a place with trees like origami. |
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Monstrous theories dance with nightmareson the horizon absolute equinox. |
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Listening to history in the present,planets approach with lupine walks. |
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We're suicidal swan. |
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We're silence,in throats we creep. |
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You'll know us bythe shaking groundwhen ideas emerge from the deep. |
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We're suicidal swan. |
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We're silence,in throats we creep. |
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You'll know us bythe shaking groundwhen ideas emerge from the deep. |
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Offering flowers to the dirtlike paralyzed dancers we declineand smile and flee. |
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But, with years of past devotion,the crushing atmosphereis bitter-sweet. |
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Haaaa.......(SOLO) |
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In my waterfall,here,in hearth, i'll slowly disappear.(SOLO) |
