Well morning came and it dressed the sky in a lovely, yellow gown. Now
the shops they are all opening in that narrow hallway of downtown.
It's filled with people who are shopping for their lovers and their
friends, saying "I won't ever be lonely again." Now a forest fenced
becomes backyards like songs are born from sound. And an Apple fell
and it taught us all we are chained here to the ground. So, I mean,
here we go, but there ain't no escape. These streets are just dead
ends. So I won't ever be happy again. Now it seems that you too see a
painful blue when you stare into the sky. You could never understand
the movement of a hand waving goodbye. But as the story goes, or it is
often told, a new day will arise and all the dance halls will be full
of skeletons that are coming back to life. And on a grassy hill the
Lion will lay down with the Lamb and I won't ever be lonely again. But
until that time I think I had better find some disbelief to suspend,
because I don't want to feel like this again.
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