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An apparition or whatever you call it
a specter waves his wand
and the leaves start falling
a white wall of cocoons on display
it's that wall that makes you sad all day

The souvenir(?) burning, that's burning you know
but then you never really tried to step away from the shadow
the ebb and the flow, the wax, the wane
from a blister to the callous, the pleasure to the pain

I could be moving(?) under my shoe
and crack it like a nut to release all the power
I like to dream what else can I do
a blessing and a curse open up like a flower

always a light, raking through the summer sky
and it's more than just a general feeling for the first time

A dirty penny in my pocket for luck
I think I shoulda woulda coulda
thrown it back in the fountain
It's no joke when you're chasing a bus
growing older in a college town

(???) another form of control
Show(?) lives from zero divided by no, no, no, no

I could be moving under my shoe
and crack it like a nut to release all the flavor
I like to dream what else can I do
to synthesize a taste for the fruit of my labor

always a light, raking through the summer sky
now won't you come and take a walk in the shoes before you criticize
can we open up a window to freshen the air
clarity may come when it's too late to care
always a light, raking through the summer sky