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: The rhymes in the trees Are old and diseased, But, oh, they sound so pretty to me. The children wait in line With jars of alkaline To place at the

: Echolalia, When will you come Riding high with wings devised from eagle meat? All the time we?ve spent Awaiting your descent Building empires, burning

: "Come here lover dear, Tell me what it is you hear Just beyond this here door there's something stirring." "I can't hear a thing. I may be blind but

: The Tramps of Taro Sound Sit and watch the wind Running ships aground. They give no warning cries, But they charge no fare So, I guess it?s alright

: Hey my Dear, don?t you cry for me I was only using you like you were using me Using me, like a puppet uses strings Pull your hand and make me sing

: There?s a slow moving train Rolling through the rain, And a man with a hammer Who is writhing around. A certain school of thieves Are watching from