(Instrumental)
A cat came drifting onto my porch from the outside
everything i'd thought i'd learned
the ambition and delusion turned
into drawing
let us die, let us die!
in dying we reply
and lower
On a bus ride into town
I wondered, "Why am I
Call me outside I'll come running down.
When I satisfied each
every thought a thought of you
no more thought, i ought
the camel in the desert took a ship across the
i wrote a four word letter
though i'd lived i
We never met, you and I
We were always inside
We
You might sleep, but you'll never dream
Onward! Progress! Or so
the bird that plucked the Olive Leaf
has been circling like
January 1979, saw a terrible crash
And it couldn’t help but
"I do not exist," we faithfully insist
sailing in our separate
You were a song that I couldn't sing
you were a
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