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[constructchaos]

I've never told this story to another living soul
For fear it might awaken and the story would unfold
Candles in a courtyard and a paper colored cat
While demos danced on feathers and cosmos held the hat

Next came their profession and a paper colored purr
An umber armed albino and the crowd began to stir
I slid behind a linden to swallow what I'd seen
I slid behind a linden and to swallow what I'd seen
Threads of grass and thumbles, needles made of hair
Leaves a dance that stumbles, limbs laughed in the air
Threads of grass and thumbles, needles made of hair
Leaves a dance that stumbles, limbs laughed in the air

And on the day you fall, who's name would you call
The only thing you taught me is the only thing you know,
How to start a fir once the umbers cease to glow
The only thing you taught me is the only thing you know,

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There is no moon
Reflecting in your eyes
No romantic midnight skies
No motive to disguise
It's not your man
That you're dreaming of
Your heart couldn't care enough
You're too tired to be in love

You want to know
What's that godawful sound
Something's dragging on the ground
The machine is breaking down
And you never asked
For more than you deserve
No shallow poetic words
From a song you've never heard

It's not your man

It's nobody's fault
Sometimes these things
Come to a screeching halt
Regretful of the past
You know these things don't last
A lifetime's not so fast
These things will never last

It's not your man
That you're dreaming of
Your heart couldn't care enough
You're too tired to be in love
You're too tired to be in love