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Running down an empty street. Perhaps it was a railway station. Smell of eau de cologne. The sound of a celebration Oh, oh, oh, dislocation. Oh, oh, oh, dislocation Just a swimmer growing dimmer.
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My ***. Waits for me. Like a mongrel waits. Downwind on a tight rope leash My ***. Is a fragile acrobat. Sometimes I'm a Novocaine shot. Sometimes I'm an automat My ***. Is often solo. Sometim
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No reply, I'm trying hard. To somehow frame a reply. Pictures I've got, pictures. And I run them in my head. When I can't sleep at night Looking out at a white world and the moon. I feel a soft e
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I took a walk down Rue Morgue Avenue. Wearing my latest disguise. Enjoying the perfume of utter dismay. I was effectively anaesthetised Starving so arrogantly in jumble-sale pearls. Evangeline hir
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Enter me gently. I break in the light. Cover my eyes. With the rags of my life Was I dreaming?. Or did you say. "The frontiers are falling. It's time to be slipping away. Let's slip away, let's
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Dangerous rhythm. Dangerous rhythm. Dangerous rhythm in the air Stranger to stranger. We're both dressed for danger. Something is generating here Oh, take off your halo. For the all night inferno
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I thought you knew me by now. Let the lights go on roaring. Someone's hand on my shoulder. Then whip past the turning point. There's time for the taking Maximum acceleration. Maximum acceleration
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I thought I'd take the slide. I thought I'd be alright but when the details swam. Another door got jammed. Someone took the hand. And we were out slow dancing In the blue light, blue light. In th
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Waiting, we were waiting. As the traffic moved through all our hearts and our heads. But things were different then. For the quiet men Shifting, things were shifting. Through the walls and halls,
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Lonely hunter. Lonely hunter. Lonely hunter. Lonely hunter I'm a lonely hunter, a hungry ghost. When you call a passion you must pay the host. Look upon me as I thunder, I wonder if you wonder.
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Talking in the window as the light fades. I heard my voice break just for a moment. Talking by the window as the light fades. I felt the floor change into an ocean We'll never leave here, never. L
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Some of them are changing day to day. Some of them flicker then they fade. Some of them are triggered off by any crazy thing Some of them are all that's left. Some of them are just dead regrets. S
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