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We sit and watch these lifeless forms stark and petrified |
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The high suspense of an empty stage drawing, in clutching to its breast |
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With murmured words we sigh and focus on the main facade |
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Beyond the hard reluctant windows news from magazines |
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We wrote their names on books we'd borrowed as if to bring us closer still |
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And threw it all away to focus on the main facade |
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Rage in Eden jigsaw sequence, but no one could see the end |
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And they were the new gods and they shone on high |
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Their heavy perfume on the night sucked them down in red tide |
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All is through the looking glass focus on the main facade |
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Rage in Eden jigsaw sequence, but no one could see the end |
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Disciples of the new way, portraits in the new sand |
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See when they run their longest mile holding caps in wet hands |
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Eyes upon them try to focus on the main facade |
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Rage in Eden jigsaw sequence, but no one could see the end |
