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I imitate you
Right where the feeling runs out
Strangers today are loved by us all
Different but smelling the same

Now I shuffle time it seems
And you are a clock
Ask me to count when I'm already gone
I don't know a tick from a tock

But there seems to be a something
And it's standing in the way
And it blocked our sense of vision
And it made our costumes gray
She's standing in the courtyard
As her body ran away
With the crystallized foreground
And forbidden on this way (?)
But some of them sudden dreamers
Well they'll have a red goat surprise
And they can make you see us clearer
Through your muddy watered mind
And someday we will discover
That the door was always there
But someone fucking locked it
And they took away the stairs