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Wednesday, August 10, 2005


Wind passes through clouds abruptly starlit magnificent
With amazing grace hallelujah amen
I pause for a second
one two three
And walk down the bastard streets craving a new trump card
And well, it feels like slowing down winding through empty roads
of ice and concrete
Relations don't cover the uncanny connections
we all don't like to see
And it seems that alone is the only way to be original
but we've all been alone before
There's been a million hosannas and holy holy rama rama in this house, dearie
where have all the good times gone?
Passed down from bottle to bottle, sucked from a can last night in a drunken haze of haunted homeliness
I forgive and forgive and forgive you
Please please please don't make me try any harder to teach you to show you to help you understand these crazy ways of ours
I can understand your hurt and your pain, but it's not for long, I promise you I promise you
Life has no meaning except that it ends, dearie, it ends and has ended and will end again so this madness this pain, it is just a game
It ends. And ends. And ends.


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