Contaminates:
You’re living off contaminates, the water-willing world, and every distance from my way, living in my everyday, and everyday is colder now the sunlight slips away, and every way is shorter than the time it takes to play.
Hey… I cannot sleep, I cannot dream tonight. Hey… I’ve found a way of moving all the time.
If you crumble do it quietly, scream through quilted finery, ring the bell and walk away, my two-stroke-engine, bird-of-prey, and pray I will before the end, my final acts condemned, the wonder of dumfounded men, time to re-begin.
Hey… I cannot sleep, I cannot dream tonight. Hey… I’ve found a way of moving all the time.
You’re swimming in conglomerates of disinfected waves, and your sanctimony only scares you as much as it saves, and saviour is your final word, the revolutions close, the interloper in the court and imposters on the throne.
Hey… I cannot sleep, I cannot dream tonight. Hey… I’ve found a way of moving all the time.
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