The Soul Could Travel/Crack-up

I have to wonder How fast the soul could travel To get away from here Far away from this life That I have ruined Oh, The life I have misplayed And the feelings never decayed "So the mind won't lie And the arm won't set And the bright red eye Isn't off you yet So the words won't come And the hand won't touch And a midnight sun Doesn't look like much As an Iris contracts Facing the day I can tell you've cracked Like a china plate"

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