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HAVE YOU READ PART ONE YET? IT MAY MAKE SLIGHTLY MORE SENSE IF YOU HAVE {although I'm not giving guarantees.}

 I cannot hold thee anymore
Think I'm dyin' and much more
I try slammin' shut the door

Why does time put pressure on us all
I close my eyes so I don't let them fall
An' juggle over my thighs like a marble ball
Struggling to make any sense of it all
I'm caught, staying in a a loop
Of retrograde hoops and renegade droops

 Has this verse been pre-rehearsed
 This script seems to be in reverse
 I crumbled and broke apart in the earth
  And tumbled over ribbons of myself

Dumbly I tried to hide the scene

I took some coke and smoked some green
What did it do to me?
Nightmares should only be in dreams
 And where or what's that speaking between?

I hurried, I had to flee
Scurrying among valleys deep
With shadows that scream
 And caveats that darken

Through these endless fields
Can I please ever leave
My prayers been repealed
 Down the white rabbits burrow, the fox does now follow

These critters in winter
My moth eaten wings 'urt
And frost bitten fingers
 I fear they want to rape me

Through my screams I burn
My wings aren't holding on
Everywhere I seem to turn
 I can't escape myself

I've a bare behind and where are my clothes?
I'm feeling blind as the darkness encroaches

Down, down too high, crashing to the floor
Gravities dragging me through a door
Down, down, as time comes clashing in once more
 If I can't stop, I'll fall into the sun

Out of my pocket something flopped
Now what was it that I dropped
That once unlocked can't be stopped
 I must jump off before I fall

The sspeed of sssound, remained still out of sight
Three dancers were bound, in chains of golden light
The answers I found, gave me quite a fright
 And who's that whispering to me?

There's a reason these corners they all keep out of reach
Colours have drained away like coral now been bleached
But being insane has something new to teach
 May you remember the lesson

I need to change the paradigm
Stick the needle in a different line
Now it's alright again behind my eyes.
 The bliss has returned, this twist has been earned

As the sandcastles rebuild
From the hour glass that was spilled
And times been all but killed
  
  My heads in the clouds, and I'm gone.
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