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Left inside the garden, right beneath the rose
Lies a painted little dummy with a crooked little nose
His hands lay crossed beside him, pointed to the East
Rain creeps in his silly head, like drops of dummy dreams
And it’s only mud and wood. You should have known that I would do no good.
I’d let you go, overflow, now you sleep alone
It’s just a shame, just a shame

In all the time I’ve wasted, one thing still runs true
January’s cold wind needs February’s youth
I went outside to see her, picked my fingers on a thorn
Saw the clay creep from the place where my skin was torn
And I hardly have the strength to sigh and say, “Won’t that pirate ship come take me away?”
For heaven’s sake, just yesterday, I came out here to play
But not today. Not today.

I’ve been to school on Sunday, I’ve seen how that story goes
Adam gave the creatures names and Eve grew from a bone
They bit into a secret, they must have shook that thing
Adam had to leave the place, but a bit of him remains
And I guess I should be moving on. Ain’t it funny how the world looks in a song?
Ain’t it funny how we work the plow, and what comes from it now?
A man of Earth. MAN OF EARTH.

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from Crux Interpretum (Tapes 1​-​3), released August 13, 2016

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