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They watch their mouths. We stare at the boundary.
Chew on your tongue, so you can digest the irony.
The steel is heavy. The steel is gray.
It’ll change any shape if you bend it that way.
Talking in code, stealing my myths.
I’ll hold out my hands. You catch my drift.
The desk is wooden. The desk is red.
I fought ‘em off good, but I think I’m bleeding.
I’m getting’ tired. I’m getting hungry.
That was my choice if you were wondering.
I’m from the plain. You’re from two different bays.
You have said & ya da da.
That was your horse. Here’s my hog.
Where’s that wall? It’s up that hill.
Thanks, by the way, for taking the spill.
Look at what he said. His heart is zero.
Your mind may be wide, but your eyes are narrow.
Look at us. Look at you.
I gotta good feeling, its worse for them.
There’s one hand, but there’s another, too.
If you don’t take my life, I’m gonna give it to you.
I’m from the plain. You’re from two different bays.
I may sound soft or too demanding.
Would it help at all, if you could stand where I’m standing?
Up on the plateau of goodwill,
give ‘em what you got, ‘til you both got nil.
Up on the tiptop peek of greed, I bet its kinda cold
and a little hard to breathe.
My confidence is shallow. My pride is tall.
If I can’t build your trust, I’m gonna build this wall.
Walls between & walls around.
One’s for noise, the rest is for sound.
You could set me at your table. You could recognize me.
We both still need a home for our uprooted trees.
There’s a deep, deep valley of necessity.
I know it cuz I saw it from the tower TV.
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