all my friends are skeletons
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dulcimers and chariots
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prayers to God, oh prayers to God
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hammers for our hollowed heads
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oh you had such big, big plans
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swallowed all your vitamins
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wore your poems like a scar
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what ever happened to them?
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was I sleeping all this time?
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was my shadow ever mine?
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Danse Macabre
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Wintersleep |