In between the tense rubber band
And the quaking, bang-banging drum,
Awakening really does come.
In a lull though, everything's dumb.
When the windows are rat-rattling
And the meals refuse to digest,
That is when I am at my best.
In a lull though, life is a mess.
And the quaking, bang-banging drum,
Awakening really does come.
In a lull though, everything's dumb.
When the windows are rat-rattling
And the meals refuse to digest,
That is when I am at my best.
In a lull though, life is a mess.
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