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| I see signs now all the time That you're not dead--You're Sleeping I believe in anything that brings you back to me... --Signs |
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| I see signs now all the time That you're not dead--You're Sleeping I believe in anything that brings you back to me... --Signs |
For Your Guidance A saddled shipyard in the soundFor Your Guidance by ~Scumbi
A softly crooning tinkling
He hath found
There fellow gentry
Run aground
Seeping from the earth
Behind our time
Run your shipwrecks forth to lay
As nestled children
Drown'd within the hay
Can you hear the rapturous
Quaking muse?
A key of lucid skin
Which crowns sinew
Tailor,
Prepare me now
My summer cloak
Pray
Sew me now
My favoured summer's cloak
...
| Silly Cosmonaut Heros. |
Disbelief 
