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Hello, I'm the whisper-clap man tuggin' on my sleeves, doin' all that I can docan you weather the moment whether the fortune comes before the end?you should be satisfied as wellnow we're counting all the hours on the second hand for daysmending ties with broken time in many different waysif all of us spin 'round 'til every one of us is downimpressing pressure in dialect formsride the spiral seas beyond the stormlearn and decide, fall 'til you flytake a breath and divelet's go, have you stepped to the edge, stared into the sea from the foot of your bed?have you woke in a dream to sleep through the meaning and mean everything you said?you will be satisfied as well......just below the waterline I seejust below the waterline I laybelow the surface I believe there is a place of love and wonder where all we are and dare to be is fearlessly discoveredwrapped within the motion of the unrelenting struggle, oh this sinking feeling seeing everything in doubleoh, what beautiful monstersyou're all beautiful monstersyou're all beautiful... From Letras Mania