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deep one perfect morning
as the sun is heading up
into the sky
and i'm sitting here warming
to the coldness of the things
that meet my eye
something in me's stirring
and the moon and all the stars
fail to comply
and my thoughts are turning backwards
and i'm picking at the pieces
of a world that keeps turning
the screws into my mind
something in me's chilling
and nothing in me's willing
to focus my attention
on the sky
past the weakened eyes
that feel and scream
into your soul
better to paint my hate
on the walls
before the picture goes
and my thoughts are turning backwards
and i'm picking at the pieces
of a world that keeps turning
the screws in my mind
and i can see a wide world
for me to tame
deep one perfect morning   as the sun is heading up   into the sky   and i'm sitting here warming   to the coldness of the things   that meet my eye   something in me's stirring   and the moon and all the stars   fail to comply   and my thoughts are turning backwards   and i'm picking at the pieces   of a world that keeps turning   the screws into my mind   something in me's chilling   and nothing in me's willing   to focus my attention   on the sky   past the weakened eyes   that feel and scream   into your soul   better to paint my hate   on the walls   before the picture goes   and my thoughts are turning backwards   and i'm picking at the pieces   of a world that keeps turning   the screws in my mind   and i can see a wide world   for me to tame