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Jericho's strange, with life at its heart:
are drawn together, simultaneously torn apart...
Foundations are shattered in the
inside the doors -----
behind their walls, lonely as night falls,
maybe the people are for trumpets...

Babylon's strange, wonder of the earth:
gardens ablaze in colour, rotting in the dirt
and, with your on fire, you know you can't really see.
The gardens sing,
but with a ring:
the is false, its killing me...

Don't look back, or you'll to stone;
around before your life is overgrown
with slabs!
On your back the searching eyes stab
chintz curtains, glinting,
but never to a name -------
like the of asylums
all the citizens are
insane...

Atlantis is strange, the explosion of an
no-one knows what to do, and the city
is a cage.
It in ashen hours and concrete towers,
imprisons in the social
the city's its way,
takes hold today...

I can't under water.

I live under water.

I live under water.