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And though my sermon salts the air |
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My ears are soon left empty, silence still holds dominion |
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Words once adorned are now laid bear |
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Unpolished lumps of nothing, so much unheard opinion |
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Silence now dill, |
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Hush now be still |
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All is at ease, |
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Rest now 'n peace |
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Come now sleep |
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So shut My mouth and close my eyes |
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I've no strength left to patronize so much to see with eyes wide open but not a thing worth placing hope in |
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So hold me now in sweet pretense |
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If life's not worth the effort at least it keeps my interest like fools embracing ignorance striving to still ambition, hopes grip is so relentless silent now rest come happiness all is at ease hush now don't speak come now sleep |
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So shut my mouth and close my eyes |
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I've no faith left to compromise there's so much to see with eyes wide open but not a thing worth placing hope in |
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Is that the |
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Idea, It all seems like such a rip-off |
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Am I supposed to act like it's |
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O.K.? and take it like a man? |
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Don't give me that fantasy, |
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I've nothing but apathy and |
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Impotent anger |
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And not a thing worth placing hope or anticipation accept the gentle thought of darkness and silence and slumber. |
