O'er the dreary plains that beckon yonder
Oh for the time, oh for the hours
For the degradation of the clock to humble itself
O'er and past and through the seasons
Oh where did it all go
Abandoned by the flow
Cruel procession
Oh cruel procession
Stop! I do declare and demand
Pity upon me
Bring her back
Bring me to her or together
Bleary Bleary Bland Bloke bitter
Bind Bound Bud Bowl
Prowl end finish fuck
Disintegration of the whole
When once I held this pen and spoke the foreign tongue
And wallowed in the freedom
Breathed the sea oh salty air
Wandered and who gave a shit
Oh no
Oh no stop now and restart
Over again but more
What more can be had here
Back
Back
Back.
Once
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