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Your eyes are like a curtain
And the sun goes through it
And a crystalline expression questions
Some kind of fall from grace
Reflecting green shadows
Through black shutter curls
Cruciform fossils lay
Excavated on your memory
Like plaster casted lover sees
The kiss became the only thing
The ever really mattered
To a vesuvian world
My thoughts die out slowly
On the blood swept plains where
And the sun goes through it
And a crystalline expression questions
Some kind of fall from grace
Reflecting green shadows
Through black shutter curls
Cruciform fossils lay
Excavated on your memory
Like plaster casted lover sees
The kiss became the only thing
The ever really mattered
To a vesuvian world
My thoughts die out slowly
On the blood swept plains where
I see you every night
And to the lonely hours
It's like burning the furniture
To keep the house bright at night
The night is getting late
And all the horns have been blown
And the drummer's looking cock-eyed
On his rusty metal throne
And i'm somewhere in the distance
And you're somewhere at home
And i'm waiting for the money
So i buy another drink
Like a pile of dirty dishes
You carry yourself to the sink
The lake is out there freezing
But it's doubly alone
And to the lonely hours
It's like burning the furniture
To keep the house bright at night
The night is getting late
And all the horns have been blown
And the drummer's looking cock-eyed
On his rusty metal throne
And i'm somewhere in the distance
And you're somewhere at home
And i'm waiting for the money
So i buy another drink
Like a pile of dirty dishes
You carry yourself to the sink
The lake is out there freezing
But it's doubly alone
If your heart's not in it
Then your heart's not in it
Then your heart's not in it
If your heart's not in it
Then your heart's not in it
Then your heart's not in it
If your heart can't take it
And my heart can't take it
And my heart can't take it
If my heart can't take it
Then my heart can't take it
The my heart can't take it
My thoughts die out slowly
On the wind swept panes where
I see you every night
And to the lonely hours
It's like burning the furniture
To keep the house bright at night
It's like burning the furniture
To keep the house bright at night
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