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Enter the Void
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I can’t stop walking

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it’s too cold

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and I want you

but my feet are freezing

Can’t quit the smoke

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cause you’re too near

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And I want you but it’s not easy

And the black-light sun of the afternoon Illuminates

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Every shape and shadow

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While a young boy and his friend

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Call to Destiny

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‘Hey walk me to tomorrow’

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And I can't stop

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The heart radiators

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Working overtime for no connection

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While pipes puff steam, endlessly

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Absent of warmth and affection

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And I'll run down second avenue

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I'll push the pushcart and the mule

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Ribbons weightless, wanderers and theives

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And I'll carry it up to my room

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Around my neck now black and blue

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And I will ask nothing from thee

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And I can’t stop the bone collectors

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Pulling history from time

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I’m like an orbit spin spin spinning

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Only gravity will pull me form the sky

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Our rambling reciprocities

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that back and forth ‘tween you and me

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Just stalls and we’re looking like crime

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Ecstatic light come shine on me

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oh press upon my hands and knees

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And hold me here until the better times

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And I can’t stop your followers from counting

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On your feathers as you fly away

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Or say I knew you when, before the days of lent

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When you’d given up all you had to say

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As you fly past traffic jams

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Hangers-on they bang on cans

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Life lovers sing the benzedrine riff

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Like rain we grip the fire escape

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Trembling from the quake

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Still shaken from the storm we cam on in

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And I’ll just say, Coca Cola, have another, it’s on me

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