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And everything is going to the beat And everything is going to the beat And everything is going
And Amyou saidEm it was like fFire arCound the brim Burning sAmolid burning Emthin the burning riFm C Like Amstars burning hEmoles right through thFe darkC
Flicking fiAmre like Emsaltwater into my Feyes C You were one Aminch from the Emedge of this bFed C I dragged you Amback a sEmleepyheadF C
(and it goes on the same way...) They couldn't think of something to say the day you burst With all their lions and all their might and all their thirst They crowd your bedroom like some thoughts wearing thin Against the walls against your rules against your skin My beard grew down to the floor and out through the doors Of your eyes, begonia skies like a sleepyhead