| It’s either ether or the other
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| My mind is back to front
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| And sometimes absent
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| And slip the cup
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| I’ve taken a sip from the cup
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| That slips into ether
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| It’s either ether or the other
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| I press my window to the glass
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| The glass turns to gas
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| I breathe out ether, a glass of ether
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| Ether is a thief
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| It’s stolen my belief
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| Slip through the ether
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| We both slip through the ether
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| Slipstreams of memory slipping away
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| It’s ether
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| Betty May and Raoul Loveday
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| Betty May and Raoul Loveday
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| Betty May and Raoul Loveday
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| Slip through the ether
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| Sip the ether
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| Sip the ether |