Imagine: from within that fire of a mind
A golden ghost emerging
Isn't that possible?
A forty-car pileup out there
On the super highway
It's all on the table now, as rivets quiver
I touch your face
Is there a bank machine around?
Dark materials; that's how it's going down
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Human life, human lies
Human rights, human nights
Tacit understanding; we're basically sliding
Gotta keep it together now
Lace up, look alive
And don't forget those men
Men with designs on your life
And they're not messing around
So kiss me
We're the proactive mystics
Hand's on destinys throat
Not much of a plot to lose
And no fabric to soak
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