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i climb up to the mountain |
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just to share my point of view |
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of life, the universe and everything |
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i'll take you to the fountain |
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just to have a drink with you |
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a slow and everlasting dream |
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and if we are here just to ease god's sorrow |
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lord come to me and i'll ease your mind |
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come to me cause i know it's my only way out of this place |
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and i know it will come in time |
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don't take me away too soon |
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but please don't be late for me |
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and he dipped his head into the existential void |
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where he called into the wall of silent empty ears |
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among the sea of tangled mouths gnashing |
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singing their hideous shrieking smile |
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a hard flowing river of hellos he could not wade against |
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he could not wade against them |
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tortured tongues feast their frenzy |
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they hiss out all that is nothing |
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the night time of the hearing flower |
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has put aside the laugh dancing flame |
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no longer warming the wings |
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of their fluttering dust angel mistress |
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the petals have closed for this long night |
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their brittle limbs are thinning |
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their meek and weeping gesture fares their well |
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to the falling paper blossoms |
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one by one, down into the everflow |
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one by one, drown into the overflow |
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gliding through the emptiness |
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flying through the emptiness |
