Mary Martyr Poet Lyric

Communication

This room with God
And the door's too small to fit
Ate this drank, drank that
Stirred sordid in it
Off with my head, on with the scene
Do this all in decadence of me
Would you cascade into the old
With the rabbit calling from the hole

I wore this scab as a crown
Who will bow before me now?
I would see this daydream away
If I thought I'd lose you just one day

God made the machine
After you came out of it
Can you love me
Through the evidence
Words are priceless, actions bledd
Do this all in decadence of me
You and I agreed
To battle each other for eternity

I wore this scab as a crown
Who will bow before me now?
I would see this daydream away
If I thought I'd lose you just one day

Falling up in this down
A lovely caucus race
With Walrus and Carpenter
In distant first place

I wore this scab as a crown
Who will bow before me now?
I would see this daydream away
If I thought I'd lose you just one day

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