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I see myself in a darkened glass
Tie myself to the sinking mast
You ain’t who you say you are
I see myself in darkened glass
I see myself in a wide black arch
Pass over air and a liquid lunch
Smoke the seal with a single punch
I see myself in wide black arch
Well I know too well what you can’t handle
Serve it every day with wooden paddle
And a friend to help you shovel it all in
I see myself in darkened glass
Phone call I’m alone at last
If I die on the street, sweep up like plaster
Or maybe I’ll be blown back in the wind
In a plume of white, come apart in the gale
That blows at night and rain back down
On your window pane and rain back down
On your window oh