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From the top to the bottom<br />Bottom to top I stop<br />At the core I?ve forgotten<br />In the middle of my thoughts<br />Taken far from my safety<br />The picture is there<br />The memory won?t escape me<br />But why should I care<br />There?s a place so dark you can?t see the end<br />(Skies cock back) and shock that which can?t defend<br />The rain then sends dripping / an acidic question<br />Forcefully, the power of suggestion<br />Then with the eyes shut / looking thought the rust and rot<br />And dust / a spot of light floods the floor<br />And pours over the rusted world of pretend<br />The eyes ease open and its dark again<br />In the memory you?ll find me<br />Eyes burning up<br />The darkness holding me tightly<br />Until the sun rises up<br />Moving all around / screaming of the ups and downs<br />Pollution manifested in perpetual sound<br />The wheels go round and the sunset creeps past the<br />Street lamps, chain-link and concrete<br />A little piece of paper with a picture drawn floats<br />On down the street till the wind is gone<br />The memory now is like the picture was then<br />When the paper?s crumpled up it can?t be perfect again<br />Now you got me caught in the act<br />You bring the thought back<br />I?m telling you that<br />I see it rïght through you
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From the top to the bottom<br />Bottom to top I stop<br />At the core I?ve forgotten<br />In the middle of my thoughts<br />Taken far from my safety<br />The picture is there<br />The memory won?t escape me<br />But why should I care<br />There?s a place so dark you can?t see the end<br />(Skies cock back) and shock that which can?t defend<br />The rain then sends dripping / an acidic question<br />Forcefully, the power of suggestion<br />Then with the eyes shut / looking thought the rust and rot<br />And dust / a spot of light floods the floor<br />And pours over the rusted world of pretend<br />The eyes ease open and its dark again<br />In the memory you?ll find me<br />Eyes burning up<br />The darkness holding me tightly<br />Until the sun rises up<br />Moving all around / screaming of the ups and downs<br />Pollution manifested in perpetual sound<br />The wheels go round and the sunset creeps past the<br />Street lamps, chain-link and concrete<br />A little piece of paper with a picture drawn floats<br />On down the street till the wind is gone<br />The memory now is like the picture was then<br />When the paper?s crumpled up it can?t be perfect again<br />Now you got me caught in the act<br />You bring the thought back<br />I?m telling you that<br />I see it rïght through you
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