Fully set up with a discharged flashlight
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I have nothing in my head, caustic in my stomach,
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there is an empty dining room on the train to somewhere,
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the lights in the full moon are flashing: love yourself.
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And the scars disappear - the way it moves,
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What can't be caught flies through the window,
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the scars disappear and pass by
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such a nice couple.
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And the scars disappear - the way it moves,
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What can't be caught flies through the window,
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The scars disappear and the lady in blue
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he smiles at me.
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You're not here at all.
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Maybe I'll melt in the hall at the station,
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weights fall from the sky onto the head,
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they hit the same places all around -
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I just bow - I'm like a tourist.
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The scars disappear - the water moves,
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eye flows, you can't catch it,
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the scars disappear and pass by
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such a nice couple.
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The scars disappear - the water moves,
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what can't catch is catching the eye,
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the scars disappear and pass by
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for Martian Venus.
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Stereo and mono people walk around,
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their faces are covered in ice,
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stereo and mono tunnel and honem
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I am a Martian, you Venus.
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The scars disappear - the road moves on,
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Martian and Venus follow her.
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… Disappears - the road moves further,
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Martian and Venus follow her. |