When your nine day feed is up And you've drained your loving cup come stands reeling to the shore When the brave are coming out the dry fight and the dusty shout See you crawling on the floor And diamond stars shine glitter bright gorging your sanhedralite Words are falling to the floor Glands stand pouring fruit tree now they glisten on the water line See how you are at the shore-- I'm moving Chrissie pretty flowers in the shutter maze haul up all your petty desires Leave it lying down before Wash away the rust disease Of your brown town days in our silver sea Leave it dying at the door Feather yell you've time to leave Open out your Arms and Breathe Breathe Breathe Breathe
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