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[half_forgotten]

I am walking
out in the rain
and I am listening to the low moan
of the dial tone again
and I am getting
nowhere with you
and I can't let it go
and I can't get through...

I am pulling you through.

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[gabriel_grey]

Hello?

[half_forgotten]

and I can't get through...

*waits*

and I can't get through...

[gabriel_grey]

I--oh. Ehn.

the old woman behind the pink curtains
and the closed door
on the first floor
she's listening through the air shaft
to see how long our swan song can last

...

You brought me here?

[half_forgotten]

Looking for Uncle Spider, spider. I pulled on the webs. *tug-tug*

and both hands
now use both hands
oh, no don't close your eyes
I am writing
grafitti on your body
I am drawing the story of
how hard we tried