Sweet space deliver me
O sidewalk I stride for you
Give me what I must not keep
To cross the last day wide and deep
The cipher it ruins steady here
Sin saliva sing
Sway salvation say
Swing survival song
Hock the last day away
The cipher runs steady here
A little purple grain of sand
Keeping watch on the witness stand
The trigger in the puff of smoke
Not much happens when you pull it
That is the nature of its force
Not much happens when you pull it

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