Strange
Up beyond
Anything real
The only thing
Left to deal with
Is everything falling down
Like amethyst
From the sky
Seal your arms
Hold them tight
wait.
Hey jess.
Story ends
Gasoline,
Cellophane
Setting the bass on fire
Once more here you go
Chills
Ordinary madness
Couldn't see this happen
Glamour rum
Deal with them
A damned tattoo
On a fellow
A farewell
Goodbye to arms
The bell jar is here
Cats cradle will take us home,
Cats cradle will take us home
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