blind endless nitelite
tearin my heart right
yankin my bones left
searin to succeed
in night the fright
in life a wife
in time a clime
of sound and song
of rhyme and wrong
telling the long ancient graph of mankind
to go blind
watch the line fly towards sky
tell the time wonder why
end the line with a sign
and say goodbye
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