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Chairs next to the windows
Carpets touch the walls
Time slides through the windows
And slips behind the walls
In the dark of night or in the light of day
Underneath the painting
Where it once was clear
Well I was rolled in water
I was rolled out past the pier
And in the tray of colors a whirlwind appeared
Chairs next to the windows   Carpets touch the walls   Time slides through the windows   And slips behind the walls   In the dark of night or in the light of day   Underneath the painting   Where it once was clear   Well I was rolled in water   I was rolled out past the pier   And in the tray of colors a whirlwind appeared