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Sunday, April 1, 2012

Black Hole Sun

In my eyes, indisposed, in disguise as no one knows, hides the face, lies the snake, the sun in my disgrace, boiling heat, summer stench, 'neath the black the sky looks dead, call my name through the cream, and I'll hear you scream again....

* Black hole sun * Won't you come * And wash away the rain * Black hole sun * Won't you come * Won't you come *

Stuttering, cold and damp, steal the warm wind tired friend, times are gone for honest men, and sometimes far too long for snakes, in my shoes, a walking sleep, and my youth I pray to keep, Heaven send Hell away, No one sings like you anymore...

Hang my head * drown my fear * Till you all just disappear !!

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