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

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

Shes the smoke, shes dancing 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 ever smiling maze

gone missing
Ive lost more songs to
I cant prove makes any sense
But I hope that it does

Perhaps I was with curiosity
Of the of those of old crows
Of the likes of those of old
And oh, how that knows
The piano knows something I know

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

If I could build my
Just the Trojan 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