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he f
    e
     l
      l ; asleep, next to a pile of old bones
(these dreams don't taunt me, no no no, these same old dreams don't haunt me, no no no)

               and  whispered a plan to  his skeleton, who agreed that it was sound
          and quickly  they   set off,
                                      as slowly their bones UN W O U N  D
                  (like loose   thread,   he was caught    on      the
                                                                 sun again)

like celibate man and his fashionable bones,
he peeked out
      through  his   eyelids

and saw
       that he was/ALONE.

(he grabbed all that mattered
                            a picture of a blank wall
        and a box containing
                            nothing at all)

          and ranoutthedoor,
                            only to find himself
       n o n e x i s t e n t.and lost in an ocean that would never be found.

(when I grow old, old, I want to sing a song, song, song
           with a melody that is oh so strong, strong, strong)

exorcise my demons like some sort of quartz crystal, tick tick tocking like a burnt out clock, stop stop, you never really thought thought, that life was like a quartz crystal, a burnt out clock.

      a voice comes on the radio, crackles with deadstatic, whispers a word, and starts to begin -

...
"I don't have the same old bones, that I did when I was 25 years old,
     and   I still   don't   know what's going  on,
  and I never had any eyelids, never sang a song, never went to a movie, never felT That I was strong, I never made pennance with reality, never caught fire for long, never ever ever ever, I was nevereverwrong"

////we all live in a house on fire, fire, pretty, green, and made of leaves,
\\we all live in a house of fire, fire, fire, a house that we can't see

/////the smoke is thick, thick, thick with blacksouls
\\and and and it's it's it's getting to my HEAD
////////
\\\\\(stop questioning the inevitable)

(humble didact, show me what is wrong, like some sort of quartz crystal, a burnt out clock.)

"take me to where the grass is green," you said
and I knew that it was true
                            and so you whispered a command to your skeleton,
who agreed that it was clear
                            and they never ever found him,
(but did he ever dissapear?)

take me to where the grass is green, green, green,
  green with polyetheylene
take me to where the glass shatters, and the concrete shouts commands,

  and I'll set
               your eyelids on fire.

(you never really need them, do you, if you never close your eyes?)
                       [but all is lost in your half dimensional disguise]

............

Description
he f
    e
     l
      l ; asleep, next to a pile of old bones
(these dreams don't taunt me, no no no, these same old dreams don't haunt me, no no no)

               and  whispered a plan to  his skeleton, who agreed that it was sound
          and quickly  they   set off,
                                      as slowly their bones UN W O U N  D
                  (like loose   thread,   he was caught    on      the
                                                                 sun again)

like celibate man and his fashionable bones,
he peeked out
      through  his   eyelids

and saw
       that he was/ALONE.

(he grabbed all that mattered
                            a picture of a blank wall
        and a box containing
                            nothing at all)

          and ranoutthedoor,
                            only to find himself
       n o n e x i s t e n t.and lost in an ocean that would never be found.

(when I grow old, old, I want to sing a song, song, song
           with a melody that is oh so strong, strong, strong)

exorcise my demons like some sort of quartz crystal, tick tick tocking like a burnt out clock, stop stop, you never really thought thought, that life was like a quartz crystal, a burnt out clock.

      a voice comes on the radio, crackles with deadstatic, whispers a word, and starts to begin -

...
"I don't have the same old bones, that I did when I was 25 years old,
     and   I still   don't   know what's going  on,
  and I never had any eyelids, never sang a song, never went to a movie, never felT That I was strong, I never made pennance with reality, never caught fire for long, never ever ever ever, I was nevereverwrong"

////we all live in a house on fire, fire, pretty, green, and made of leaves,
\\we all live in a house of fire, fire, fire, a house that we can't see

/////the smoke is thick, thick, thick with blacksouls
\\and and and it's it's it's getting to my HEAD
////////
\\\\\(stop questioning the inevitable)

(humble didact, show me what is wrong, like some sort of quartz crystal, a burnt out clock.)

"take me to where the grass is green," you said
and I knew that it was true
                            and so you whispered a command to your skeleton,
who agreed that it was clear
                            and they never ever found him,
(but did he ever dissapear?)

take me to where the grass is green, green, green,
  green with polyetheylene
take me to where the glass shatters, and the concrete shouts commands,

  and I'll set
               your eyelids on fire.

(you never really need them, do you, if you never close your eyes?)
                       [but all is lost in your half dimensional disguise]

............