And, memories go
To the globe of darkness
Turned a smoked window
Into the eye
Of my anger
At being dragged
Into an arena
The november man
And, the winds around
Observe this day
Of crystal sound
Aesthetics imposed
Apologies surpassed
Manoeuvring evenings
Of broken glass
And, truthfully pay
And, truthfully stay
Under the axe
Of a burnt-out day
And, truthfully pay
And, truthfully stay
Under the axe
Of a burnt-out day...
Where memories come And, memories go To the globe of darkness Turned a smoked window Into the eye Of my anger At being dragged Into an arena The november man And, the winds around Observe this day Of crystal sound Aesthetics imposed Apologies surpassed Manoeuvring evenings Of broken glass And, truthfully pay And, truthfully stay Under the axe Of a burnt-out day And, truthfully pay And, truthfully stay Under the axe Of a burnt-out day... Explain Request ×
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