Oh the lost are so far on the mossy wall
Painted like moss and neutron stars
And love will do wild things
For a day or two a thing for you
And I am coming down
It all feels so good
She touches the liquid sounds
Surrounding the jelly of her mounds
Then the wall came tumbling down
Down
Down
Down.
Smashing far upon oh ground
Grinding the granite
Again and again
Friends came
And went.
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