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(M & L--
Watkinson)i see you there in your satin shirt / unfocussed eyes on the ceilingfluorescent lips on a painted face / i think i know what you're feelingthis tightrope just begins to feel like homewhen the wind comes rising from a desert stormand all i know is that tonight i might / let go the line, let go the lineunwrap yourself for a starving man / come drown your thoughts if they bite youturn off the world if it makes you hurt / i'm just a clown but i like youi see you there in your satin shirt / unfocussed eyes on the ceilinga trace of smile on a frozen face / i think i know what you're stealinglife has been likened to a poker dealor a poor brief candle or a karmic wheeland all i know is that tonight i might / let go the line, let go the line
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