we hear the dealers with their words
that ride the tails
of their cigarette smoke
sliding through the tunnels of our ears
those greasy marionettes of
real bone and blood
stand on the corner of washington square
vision stinging
eyes blurring
elevators got your rising so high
17 floors you want so much more
elevators got you rising so high
17 floors you want so much more
there's lightning on the ceiling
coming from the corner of her eye
somewhere horses flee from thunder
somewhere the bones of a cat .24j23914,523322ejj8"
are buried under a garden
well ther's a radio on
broken songs empty digression
won't be ling to you and me are gone from here
lightning on the ceiling
coming from the corner of her eye
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