We sit and watch these lifeless forms
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Stark and petrified
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The high suspense of an empty stage drawing in clutching to its breast
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With murmured words we sigh and focus on the main facade
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Beyond the hard reluctant windows
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News from magazines
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We wrote their names on books we'd borrowed as if to bring us closer still
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And threw it all away to focus on the main facade
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Rage in Eden jigsaw sequence
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But no-one could see the end
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And they were the new gods
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And they shone on high
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Their heavy perfume on the night sucked them down in red tide
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All is through the looking glass focus on the main facade
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Rage in Eden jigsaw sequence
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But no-one could see the end
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Disciples of the new way
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Portraits in the new sand
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See when they run their longest mile holding caps in wet hands
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Eyes upon them try to focus on the main facade
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Rage in Eden jigsaw sequence
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But no-one could see the end
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Rage in Eden
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