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I woke in a sinking Manhattan
I played in drunken cathedrals
There were businessmen in armchairs with name brands
And short hair detonating with evil
So I scratched out the eyes of all my past lives
Gathered my crooked flowers
The garden of grins as the toothache begins
And the angels sing free from the towers
Can't stop this sleepwalking
Can't stop my mind from talking
Only laughter in the river with Ginsy
I saw John and Hemming dancing with Buddha
Throwing pennies of eggs on the Gen X's heads
Singing "Coulda, woulda, shoulda"
In my dreams I've seen things naked and puzzled
My future fluorescent and dark
And my spies realize that hope's euthanized
By the paranoid ape in my heart
Can't stop this sleepwalking
Can't stop my mind, keeps on talking
Whisper in my head
Scaring me to death
Can't stop this sleepwalking
Can't stop my mind, keeps on talking
Whisper in my head
Scaring me to death



Autor(en): Daniel Cage, Billy Goodrum Copyright: Seven Mary Three Music



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