Because you’re all right
Hypnotizing chickens well into the night
Guarding the munitions and your willingness to fight
Take off your shoes and dance on my feet
Take a seat on the chair that’s not there
Catch a beetle with a strand of your hair
Walking along the stony shore, with a bottle and soldier’s uniform
The knife won’t fall from my hand
I can show the pigeons fear with a handful of sand
The well that drips through the night
And the crickets with their relentless cries
A crown on the hill made of stone, makes me feel all alone
Toothless child with big ears grins at me and the open sea
The man who plays Chopin from the empty room
spits up blood as he heralds impending doom
The burnt out chair, the deaf fisherman
As they drag away the dead mule again
Charging at the windmills all day
The dusty road will lead us away
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