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Come

Her communique arrived with its 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 years
I knew I had to face her so I grabbed my Crocket
Threw a around my neck
And twenty in my pocket
her in the same old place
Pamphlet in her
When she saw my face
She said well, at who it is

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

In the great lake she was older still alluring
Her hair grey and longer than it ever had been
The we loved an slept
In her bed of faded
In the place she kept
In a crumbling
We walked a while
Like we old companions
But I could feel the gap us
Yawning a canian
She with her and code
Her believes
Me a creature of the
A child of and grief

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

She a cigarette and blew smoke rings at the ceiling
Said if you're problem is standing man
Why you try kneeling
Now your face I see you're a sinner in the mist
Setting up your little
Is in place of His
I said I've about sin
Down the long wheels of
I cracked of lies
With a thousand twisted
Then I her in the eye
And asked her clear and
If religion was a lie
Then would remain

She said if God looked beaten
And to hands to heal with
And there's in my day that I ain't got the strength to deal with
I said darling I
The applies to me
And for all the rest
We agreed to

me on the mad parade
When the midnight bells are
dress up as the harlequin and the clown
Pile up all the wonders we've made
In a tower too for climbing
And we'll the damn thing down
Yes we'll burn the damn thing