Down among the dead
The wide-eyed and the legless, only half a head
Half a mouth to laugh from the porthole
Through the mold and faded epitaphs
Will you ever more tie up my hair with velvet bows?
Will you ever more pull out the splinters from my toes?
I don't think so
Out in the hornet rain the swarming stingers
Pumping poison through my veins
Lacking on the star-crossed lover's map
Take the beating lash, lash for lash
Will we ever more kiss by the boardwalks fading rail
In the light of the waves and the comets waning tail
I don't think so
No more looking back, looking back, looking back
Faded epitaph
No more looking back, looking back, looking back
Faded epitaph
No more looking back, looking back, looking back
Faded epitaph
No more looking back, looking back, looking back
Faded epitaph

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