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So this one's for the time we are all gathered in the yard
when everyone's working so much at not working too hard.
And all the lights electric are just bubbles made of glass.
And all the wine makes me more comfortable here on the grass
just listening to insects try to ease their troubled minds
while serenading hopeful hearts that read between the lines.
And distant engines rumbling will shake me to the core
that run on all the voices I don't hear when I'm not poor.

To live to watch you demons peak is wishing on a star.
When you see them everyday you know exactly where they are.
So, when strapping on those cinder blocks of fiber optic lies
just recall a demon's always strongest right before he dies.
And the weakest man is always weakest right before he's saved.
And attention always picks the one who's not so well behaved.
The holy man never more holy right before he's sins.
And the day you lose your shit man is where it all begins.

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from Senile Pie Strive Pip Melancholy, track released January 1, 2007

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