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Come

Her arrived with its expression of her feeling
I swear I had no idea she'd been holding in
a storm of words unsaid
Though as it appears
Had blowing in her head
For twenty-seven
I I had to face her so I grabbed my Davey Crocket
a scarf around my neck
And twenty in my pocket
her in the same old place
Pamphlet in her
When she saw my windblown
She well, look at who it is

me on the mad parade
When the midnight are chiming
We'll dress up as the harlequin and the
Pile up all the wonders that we've
In a tower too tall for
And we'll burn the thing down

In the great November lake she was still alluring
Her grey and longer than it ever had been during
The we loved an slept
In her bed of wood
In the little she kept
In a crumbling
We walked a while
we were old companions
But I could feel the gap us
Yawning like a
She with her and code
Her extravagant
Me a of the road
A child of and grief

me on the mad parade
When the bells are chiming
We'll dress up as the and the clown
up all the wonders that we've made
In a tower too for climbing
And we'll burn the damn down

She smoked a cigarette and blew rings at the ceiling
if you're problem is long standing man
Why you try kneeling
Now your face I see you're still a in the mist
Setting up little will
Is in place of His
I I've heard about sin
the long wheels of ages
I cracked books of
With a thousand twisted
I looked her in the eye
And her clear and plane
If religion was a lie
Then would remain

She said if God looked hard
And to loving to heal with
And there's nothing in my day I ain't got the strength to deal with
I said darling I
The applies to me
And that's for all the
We agreed to

Meet me on the mad
the midnight bells are chiming
We'll up as the harlequin and the clown
Pile up all the wonders we've made
In a tower too tall for
And we'll burn the damn down
Yes we'll burn the thing down