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If I close my eyes long enough will you happen to me again? Not a stranger not a villain just another note to pass on And on and on A thousand birds on a wire One of which has dreams of flying and cannot do it alone Rather he clean his feathers again and again. Ruby they came in loving such stars Diamonds in their mirrors of mine And eyes Their bright blinking eyes Seeing everything for what it is As it is There are birds all on a wire How wonderful is that? Hear them on their talking stones Sharing stories of love The gentlemen and sweethearts and their weddings and their doves They talked about their dream girl how she left and went away In the arms of her ghost they knew they couldn’t stay So alone So they moved on like everyone else does I heard them say day by day They took a chance with a dance They would swing and they would sway And in the motion of their feet They danced off with their eyes Oh how wonderful they’ll be. Heavy fever yeah I’ve got it Spilled salt Not my fault. Terrific winner of skin suffocation Painted in gold on fire What a rich man he was They shot his money toward the sun Twenty three dollars and sixty seven cents Rockets are expensive. Ladies and gentlemen Don’t let you kids become cannibals. I have always found this in you Something I can’t say It’s when you kiss me every morning And every night of every day From the deepest ocean We did climb the mountain to the sun And from up high we saw the world Every part was right for us I would tumble down And break my crown You will come tumbling after You will come tumbling after Hanalin the two headed ********* deer She wants that lion to be so cruel To twist her next and tie it in a knot And walk up and down the world in one breath There are no kings allowed in the garden of eden The snagging tooth in the lions bite quickly kills snakes Where in teeth as razor as breath A serpents birth on vicious bone Lives nothing more than a worm in the lions throat Better not tickle that rough tongue.
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Feb 28, 2012
Feb 28, 2012 at 5:53 PM UTC
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If I close my eyes long enough will you happen to me again? Not a stranger not a villain just another note to pass on And on and on A thousand birds on a wire One of which has dreams of flying and cannot do it alone Rather he clean his feathers again and again. Ruby they came in loving such stars Diamonds in their mirrors of mine And eyes Their bright blinking eyes Seeing everything for what it is As it is There are birds all on a wire How wonderful is that? Hear them on their talking stones Sharing stories of love The gentlemen and sweethearts and their weddings and their doves They talked about their dream girl how she left and went away In the arms of her ghost they knew they couldn’t stay So alone So they moved on like everyone else does I heard them say day by day They took a chance with a dance They would swing and they would sway And in the motion of their feet They danced off with their eyes Oh how wonderful they’ll be. Heavy fever yeah I’ve got it Spilled salt Not my fault. Terrific winner of skin suffocation Painted in gold on fire What a rich man he was They shot his money toward the sun Twenty three dollars and sixty seven cents Rockets are expensive. Ladies and gentlemen Don’t let you kids become cannibals. I have always found this in you Something I can’t say It’s when you kiss me every morning And every night of every day From the deepest ocean We did climb the mountain to the sun And from up high we saw the world Every part was right for us I would tumble down And break my crown You will come tumbling after You will come tumbling after Hanalin the two headed ********* deer She wants that lion to be so cruel To twist her next and tie it in a knot And walk up and down the world in one breath There are no kings allowed in the garden of eden The snagging tooth in the lions bite quickly kills snakes Where in teeth as razor as breath A serpents birth on vicious bone Lives nothing more than a worm in the lions throat Better not tickle that rough tongue.
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Feb 28, 2012
Feb 28, 2012 at 5:53 PM UTC
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