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Cro-Magnon man is a cuboid man How many sides? He casts the shadow on the door Predator and prey, alive Alert us when the numbers on the page divide The petrol station sign "Open "Every hour, all through the nigh" But Cro-Magnon man lacks the wherewithal to influence the rest But how many times do you dream of mist above the crest? Carry Venus on a hunter's stride What's that formation that you see at night? Guilt is cold sweat in a box And your tyre's rolled way out of signt Predator and prey, alive The numbers nеver multiply The petrol station sign "Opеn Every hour, all through the nigh" And the shoes are worn out, broken And the wagon over, overturns And the horse is head over its hooves A combination of elegance and speed And we draw in artificial light Letras de cancionesYou'll miss your ears but you'll see voices And live in the bodies of each other And you'll dream of mist over the crest The chemicals that turn tomatoes red Plastic bottles forever in the shed In the cobwebs that float over your bed I'll frame my life in the bones that I have left I'll frame my life in the bones that I have left I'll frame my life in the bones that I have left I'll frame my life in the bones that I have left I'll frame my life in the bones that I have left From Letras Mania