i slip back down where we found a meter milling maze and the rest that we find sound will it find us at the bottom will we find our way will we fall apart useless machining the maze find that sleep that we ve lost na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na fair and tired living lives like little lifted leans shaking heads under the shade of them bright bright bright sweet pear trees mine is gone with the day never miss a beat never find a home mine is gone with all time all time mother father brother sister son daughters we are the rabbits that let the fox lead us out in the sun with the cold war fever beg for your money just please don t eat us deaf like the big guns foaming at the mouth they re gnashing quiet like our words that roam and roll about let s march a train of thought to crack the boards that keep us out then we ll find that sleep we lost we lost then we ll find that sleep we lost we lost then we ll find that sleep we lost we lost then we ll find that sleep we lost we lost then we ll find that sleep we lost we lost then we ll find that sleep we lost we lost then we ll find that sleep we lost we lost then we ll find that sleep we lost we lost then we ll find that sleep we lost we lost
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