Light floats down day river on uh red raft o' blood
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Night blocks out d' heaven like uh big black shiny bug
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Its hard soft shell shinin' white in one spot well
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It's hard place dat I'm livin' but I'm doin' well well
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The white ice horse melted like uh spot uh silver well
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Its mane went last then disappeared the tail
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My life ran thru my veins
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Whistlin' hollow well
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I froze in solid motion well well
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I heard the ocean swarmin' body well well
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I heard the beetle clickin' well
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I sensed the thickest silence scream
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Then I begin t' dream
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My mind cracked like custard
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Ran red until it sealed
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Turn t' wooden 'n rolled like uh wheel well well
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Thick black felt birds uh flyin'
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With capes of solid chrome
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With feathers of solid chrome
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'n beaks of solid bone
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'n bleach the air around them
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White 'n cold well well
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Till it showed in pain
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The hollow cane clicked like ever after
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Its shadow vanished shinin' silence
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Well well
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[Untitled]
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| David Byrne |
