Ozone Stigmata
On another level
about a thousand years ago-
I tried to hold her
and my heart won't let go.
In countess variations
just another two old souls.
And this net... net... net...
Don't let go the coat!
On a handbasket from Hell
I hold the handle.
Hand basket from Hell
both sides of the candle.
Read her note yesterday
the memory made me cry.
I drempt I got back to her
over time and over miles.
In this shaky kingdom
My first light that was true.
This light... light... light...
I raise a lantern for you!
Handbasket from Hell,
I tip the conductor.
Handbasket from Hell
I should have sued the doctor.
I can hear you calling
from 10, 000 light years away.
And I'd be there with you
but I can't afford to stay.
I remember every hour
8 times a day...
This night... night... night...
The flames are cold and blue.
Handbasket from Hell
all across Christmas.
Handbasket from Hell
I wonder if they missed us...

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