He made the world a grassy road before our bare, wandering feet...
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(He made the world a grassy road before our bare, wandering feet)
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Then crushed the stones into the softest sand between our toes...
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(Then crushed the stones into the softest sand between our toes)
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But we're wondering where to sleep,
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Oh, but clever words on pages turn to fragments, circles, points and lines,
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And they cover them like carpets with graceful, meaningless, ornamental designs.
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Come quick, You Light that knows no evening... come, alone to the alone!
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There are a thousand half-smiles well worth leaving for to take your madness home,
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And You dance inside my chest where no one sees You,
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But sometimes I see You.
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(Come quick, You Light that knows no evening... come, alone to the alone.
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There's a thousand half-loves well worth leaving for to take your madness home,
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And You dance inside my chest, etcetera... etcetera... ETCETERA!!)
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Oh, rejoice, the Cleansing of my lips... rejoice, Salvation of my soul!
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I still have a thousand half-loves... oh, my God!
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I want to shoot myself just thinking about it!
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And you think I don't mean what I say?
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WELL, I MEAN EVERY WORD I SAY!!
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I threw a small stone down at the reflection of my image in the water...
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(I threw the stones down at the reflection of my image in the water)
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And it altogether disappeared.
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I burst as it shattered through me like a bullet through a bottle...
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And I'm expected to believe that any of this is real.
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Seven... Sisters
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Mewithoutyou (Me Without You) |