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Shadows on the
Wall of reason
Staring back at me
With maternal infancy
Terra firma
Hard to swallow
To ground eternity
And molest reality
Feelings complicated
From the whistle at the gate
The key is just too late
Breathings acclamated
The piper of rats has come
To burn your apartment down
Shut your curtains
Lock your doors
Fearless on the stilts
Knocking on your window sill
Alabastar
Everafter
The colors drive me mad
And bring back what I once had
Feelings complicated
From the whistle at the gate
The key is just too late
Breathings acclamated
The piper of rats has come
To burn your apartment down