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i've heard rumors of a conspiracy

that fake idols sport those fashion pills

at the radical new sporting ground

where the flies lay their nest eggs

and hide in the dark rooms

of unlit unhappy housewives



racing fire burned open eyes

in the ash fields of a sunday

manmade new diaries

sound like a symphony

in the ears of a narcotic man

smoking lands where no one's been

to take them on a date in space

away from sense and out of place

until dawn brings sad stories

will i warm them?

no its too late



it seems like everything falls apart

just when we see straight

the matchmakers go blind

they make a new arranged mate

to send them on a sunshine experience

straw and silken milky white skin

this is history this is confidence

this is everything you wanted



alcohol sarcasms and sore tooth aches

will give you all the reasons in the world

to say something risky

melting pots and open minds

that take up all your time

mail them off to somewhere far away

and wait for midnight to strike

so you can go home again

to cry the tears your pain has brought



all in all it wasn't worth it

you left your heart and now its broken

on the walls of incredulous redemption

where you know you lost your pension

but somewhere someone else is watching

always waiting for the season

when the rains will bring the reasons

and bloom the flowers of new meanings