| [01:04.406] | You see me hang my spirits high |
| [01:17.473] | My dirty linen's out to dry |
| [01:28.708] | I've sought not freedom nor espy |
| [01:37.021] | Placating reason in the rhyme |
| [01:43.442] | A vindication of my crime |
| [01:49.583] | To ridicule the most sublime is an art I wish to kill |
| [02:26.567] | Now I'm crowning new dementia |
| [02:29.534] | With the thorns of yesterday |
| [02:32.442] | Liaising Pandora |
| [02:35.348] | Laureate of disarray |
| [02:57.488] | Each eye through blindness finds its sight |
| [03:10.739] | Each peak through valleys finds its height |
| [03:22.113] | Each wrong through nil can make a right |
| [03:30.020] | For nil will excavate that stain |
| [03:36.328] | Nor subjugate the caustic pain |
| [03:42.316] | The linen doused within the rain again |
| [03:49.895] | And again, and again |
| [04:51.961] | Now I'm crowning new dementia |
| [04:54.507] | With the thorns of yesterday |
| [04:57.305] | Liaising Pandora |
| [05:00.868] | Laureate of disarray |
| [05:03.821] | And I'm breathing in absentia |
| [05:06.524] | Through the thorns of everyday |
| [05:10.055] | Liaising Pandora |
| [05:12.727] | As I drink the guilt away |
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