After the bright light fades and I’ve come down from the ceiling, from the brink of uncertainty, my hands regain their feeling, as if to break the unbearable silence, machinery starts bleeping, a shock to the orthodox backdrop awakened from this sleeping, having run the length and breadth of the spiritual sky, having heard the words of a century of lullabies, I kept my grip on my silver chord, I had to hold my nerve and cunning, to cheat the greatest of mysteries and find a way to end my pain, it took a charged up defibrillator to get my motor running breathing the air again I sense the life flow back through my veins, hush now little one please don’t stir, leave your memories where they were, it won’t be long before morning comes and oh what joy and oh what fun, oh what joy and fun, it won’t be long before it’s all undone, oh what joy and fun.
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