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The horizon breaks to pieces
And the mainline is the twilight
And the giant net has a perfect window
Passage through has the ticket screaming

I want a mind
I'll tell you what I find
No severed goddess hand
No plaster in my eye

No picture of a lamb
No goddess hand have I
I'm a picture of a goddess
Of a planet in the window

Through a tiny hole in the giant curtain
I have watched as it stood undressing
I want more more eyes
I want to see more lies

In the silence of the neurons
Where the pathway has been printed
There's a gleaming hope for an understanding
Timing's gone and there's been no planning

Two heads, one dream
Two-thirds a crowd it seems
The horizon breaks to pieces   And the mainline is the twilight   And the giant net has a perfect window   Passage through has the ticket screaming      I want a mind   I'll tell you what I find   No severed goddess hand   No plaster in my eye      No picture of a lamb   No goddess hand have I   I'm a picture of a goddess   Of a planet in the window      Through a tiny hole in the giant curtain   I have watched as it stood undressing   I want more more eyes   I want to see more lies      In the silence of the neurons   Where the pathway has been printed   There's a gleaming hope for an understanding   Timing's gone and there's been no planning      Two heads, one dream   Two-thirds a crowd it seems