[Verse 1] Call it fact and or fiction, every malediction I bellow The way, the truth, the light you scream out every night just let me go Just let me go [Verse 2] To the dust we all return, yet some of them will burn just say hello To the men left in the dark the meadow and the lark, all on the row All on the row [Chorus] The drunk spills wine Out poured the stars at night A work of art now vandalized A man divine Reads our minds Tinfoil hats keep him blind [Verse 3] We are of a special kind, a product of the wine, just let it go At the whim of time, forced into a line, made to grow Made to grow
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