| There is lambswool under my naked feet
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| The wool is soft and warm
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| Gives off some kind of heat
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| A salamander scurries
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| Into flame to be destroyed
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| Imaginary creatures
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| Are trapped in birth on celluloid
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| The fleas cling to the golden fleece
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| Hoping they’ll find peace
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| Each thought and gesture
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| Are caught in celluloid
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| There’s no hiding in my memory
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| There’s no room to avoid
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| The crawlers cover the floor
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| In the red ochre corridor
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| For my second sight of people
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| They’ve more lifeblood than before
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| They’re moving in time
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| To a heavy wooden door
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| Where the needle’s eye is winking
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| Closing in on the poor
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| The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
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| «We've got to get in to get out
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| We’ve got to get in to get out
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| We’ve got to get in to get out»
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| There’s only one direction in the faces that I see;
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| It’s upward to the ceiling, where the chamber’s said to be
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| Like the forest fight for sunlight, that takes root in every tree
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| They are pulled up by the magnet, believing they’re free
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| The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
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| «We've got to get in to get out
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| We’ve got to get in to get out
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| We’ve got to get in to get out»
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| Mild mannered supermen are held in kryptonite
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| And the wise and foolish virgins giggle with their bodies glowing bright
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| Through the door a harvest feast is lit by candlelight
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| It’s the bottom of a staircase that spirals out of sight
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| The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
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| «We've got to get in to get out
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| We’ve got to get in to get out
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| We’ve got to get in to get out»
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| The porcelain mannequin with shattered skin fears attack
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| The eager pack lift up their pitchers, they carry all they lack
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| The liquid has congealed, which has seeped out through the crack
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| And the tickler takes his stickleback
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| The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
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| «We've got to get in to get out
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| We’ve got to get in to get out
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| We’ve got to get in to get out»
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| «We've got to get in to get out
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| We’ve got to get in to get out
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| We’ve got to get in to get out
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| We’ve got to get in to get out
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| We’ve got to get in to get out
|
| We’ve got to get in to get out
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| We’ve got to get in to get out
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| We’ve got to get in to get out»
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| The carpet crawlers heed their callers
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| «We've got to get in to get out» |