Elizabeth makes abstract mistakes In chinatown when everything breaks Rain in the windows singapore eyes Under the ladder and everything twice
Elizabeth green burned her machine Entered the ashes under column fifteen The days and the nights are gallantly looped She falls from a world where dead kings are duped
Elizabeth wakes freezing mind lakes Can't lift a hand for the dust that it makes The music goes on but the ship has gone down Down to the bed with a shining glass sound
Elizabeth green deep and marine Chains planes and pearls and her number thirteen Mile after mile burn after burn return
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