(Reed, Cale)
The myriad choices of his fate, set themselves out upon a plate for him to choose
What had he to lose
Not a ghost bloodied country all covered with sleep where the black angel did weep, not an old city street in the east
Gone to choose
And wandering's brother walked on through the night with his hair in his face on a long splintered cut from the knife
Of G.T.
The rally man's patter ran on through the dawn until we said so long to his skull
Shrill yell
Shinin' brightly red-rimmed and red-lined with the time, infused with the choice of the mind on ice skates scraping chunks
From the bells
Shhhhh!
Cut mouth bleeding razors, forgettin' the pain, antiseptic remains cool goodbye
So you fly to the cozy brown snow of the east
Gone to choose, choose again
Shhhhh!
Sacrificials remains make it hard to forget where ya come from, the stools of your eyes serve to realize fame
Choose again
And roverman's refrain of the sacrilege recluse for the loss of a horse went the bowels and a tail of a rat
Come again, choose to go
Shhhhh!
And if Epiphany's terror reduced you to shame, have your head bobbed and weaved, choose a side
To be on
If the stone glances off, split didactics in two, leave the colours of the mouse trails don't scream, try between if you choose
If you choose, try to lose for the loss of remain, come and start, start the game
I che che, che che I, de che che, ka tak koh
Choose to choose, choose to choose, choose to go
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