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And in the end we caught our weevil brideshe was arraigned in garments' genocidewe took her home to where our mirror stood, like she knew we would so she smilesshe sings oo-oo-oo, I've been here beforemany years ago, before the warand it goes on and on and on until you're goneand I just need to know that everything is fine and everyone's alrightthey take our tongues and give us guns, two coins for the ferryman for when you're gonethe weight of souls drives his boat ashore and he sails no more staring out across the end he sings oo-oo-oo I've never been here before, even years ago after the war......chiseling the granite from our dusty eyelids, harvesting the stones we throwwe caught a virus from the periscope inside us, we caught a virus from the periscopewe caught a virus from the periscope inside us, we caught a virus, we caught a virusstar-struck freeze frame capture that coin-filp fateful harmony-muted feedbackwith your cold hands on the foreheads so feverish and frantic while madmen lay your landmines in the ballroomand I want some, yes pleasesend us back as amputees with starry rags and shiny thingslet me back into the sunhow many times must all this be said?on and on until we're gone, we're all children of light cut from the same thread From Letras Mania