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Dear sir dear lady |
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This carnival is dead and gone |
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And never anyway alas this party never yet began |
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The chairs and tables dust of dust |
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Yes verydust of veryrust of verymust and farewelltrust |
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I thought I saw you in the crowd dear heart |
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You turned away from me and dissolved into light |
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The broken lights and faded buntings |
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Call to us all the inmost light |
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And don't glare wide your eyes in wonder |
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They will flick back inside your mind |
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And on the bonescreen of your skull |
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They watch no musical salutes |
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So thoroughly modern now we are |
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But the last reel of all time |
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The inmost night |
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Its frames are glared and slow and out of focus |
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Valentino Vallee Moss all dead! |
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The inmost night |
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And the little bells go tinkle |
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And your eyes begin to twinkle |
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And the joints and sinews crack |
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It's the expansion of your mind death |
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Death |
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Death |
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Death |
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The inmost night |
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The cat's face glares from shiny card |
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The deadcat from my past |
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You tumble you froth and fun forever |
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An orchestra from another time |
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Another world all dead |
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The churchbells silent the rainstained glass of God is smashed |
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And you take your choice you sup with the devil |
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You choke on your pride for ever and ever |
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My memory of my inmost light tumbles froth and fun forever |
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Vulvaic memories imagined of my would-be-life |
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Well that won't be |
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And that won't be |
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And that won't be |
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And for my troubles and my pain |
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And for the losses and the wains |
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I get a picture in my mind |
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The slyly smily smiling kiss |
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Of your sweet heart and face |
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And your legs in some final benediction |
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Your inmost warmheart says ta-ra |
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The inmost light |
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And I wished to die inside of you |
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And push up into your heart so violently that |
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Face to face with matrix creatrix am |
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The inmost light |
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The inmost night |
