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You know it's me!

I'm halfway listening to what she thinks she knows We're like children dressing in our parents clothes

Man, I coulda sworn that I saw The cosmos in the livestock straw... Early cartography sea creature dragon and all?

And they gather like wolves On the boardwalk below And they're howling for answers No wolf can know

I'd set my course for land But you well understand It takes a steady hand to navigate adulterous waters

When letting all attachments go Is the only prayer we know May it be so

He sat down in the leaflessness A thousand more times

Michael, won’t you row that boat ashore? Your little brother can’t paddle anymore!

No use in saying how I'm sorry So I'm trying not to speak

The tortoise in the wheelchair Wrapped his forehead in a bandage With a cast they made from plaster For his phony broken leg

"Children, sometimes I think all our thoughts are just things And then sometimes think things are just thoughts"

Aubergine, Aubergine

Wondering whether we were someone better then Or maybe just better able to pretend

Beasts of the Battersea Shield At the opening of the fourth seal

The power surge reactor four Up to the sky ascends

They went up through pain and sighing Scoffing, scourging, crucifying Knelt before their master dying Safe in the Promised Land.

In their defense, they don't refuse But nonetheless we've come to use Snapping traps and poison beans (far less diplomatic means)

We awkwardly shielded the curious eyes Of innocent pines from the forest floor From the frying pan of a celibate man To the fires of the premature

However much I strut around... However loud I sing The shinging One inside me won't say anything

I made her a widow, she made me a man