Strip the walls of artifacts
Send them back where they cant breathe
Pace this burning hall all night
with every good intent to leave
some blessed brightness rising in me
is going to make certain I will
ancient maps point toward the edges of the earth
move in for the kill
claw through the darkness and the heat
down some more of that bitter cure for sleep
Remnants of my good sense
have been stretched far too thin
Treasure what fate gifted my hands
Know it wont save me again
The neighbor's lights flicker on when I rev the Packard
every mile balances the scale
Got clues from the monochromes strung upon the wall
a wolf hot on the trail
claw through the darkness and the heat
down some more of that bitter cure for sleep
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