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I won't cut my
And I change my hair
It like fancy flowers
But it grows nowhere, my hair, my

If I build my house
like the Trojan Horse
I'd put a statue of
Upon the shelf of course, of course, of

the smoke, shes dancing fancy pirouettes
Swan diving off of the end of my tragic cigarette
Shes steam on the window panes
The swaying haze
Oh, ever smiling maze
Oh, that smiling maze ballet

Everythings missing
Ive lost songs to floods
I cant prove this any sense
But I sure that it does

Perhaps I was born with
Of the of those of old crows
Of the of those of old crows
And oh, how that piano
The piano something I don't know

I cut my beard
And I won't my hair
It grows like flowers
But it grows nowhere, my hair, my

If I could build my
Just like the Horse
I'd put a statue of
Upon the of course, of course, of course

Of course, of course, of
Of course, of course, of
Of