I don’t know where things are
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It’s so dark I have to feel my way around
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And listen to some little sound
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What’s that
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Oh, but I’m in my cave
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It’s true, I can’t get out
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But also they can’t get in
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I suppose we always take our chances
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But when it’s raining down diamonds
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And the rays of those things
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Puts you in a blinding dazzle of light
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Like you never saw before
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They have no comparison
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What Things Are
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| Jandek |
