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Sat in the corner of the Garden
Grill, with plastic flowers
on the window sil
No more miracles, loaves and
fishes, been so busy with the
washing of the dishes
Reaction level's much too high - I
can do without the stimuli
I'm living way beyond my ways
and means, living in the
zone of the in betweens
I can see the flashes on the frozen
ocean, static charge of
the cold emotion
Watched on by the distant eyes -
watched on by the silent
hidden spies
But still the warmth flows through me
And I sense you know me well
No luck, no golden chances
No mitigating circumstances now
it's only common sense
There are no accidents around here
I am willing - lay your hands on me
I am ready - lay your hands on me
I believe - lay your hands on me, over me
Working in gardens, thornless roses,
fat men play with their
garden hoses
Poolside laughter has a cynical
bite, sausage speared by the
cocktail satellite
I walk away from from light and
sound, down stairways
leading underground
But still the warmth flows through me
And I sense you know me well
it's only common sense
There are no accidents around here
I am willing - lay your hands on me
I am ready - lay your hands on me
I believe - lay your hands on me, over me
over me
Lay your hands on me
Lay your hands on me
Lay your hands on me, over me
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