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I was born in a town between
sleep and insomnia
and they taught me to walk quietly
so I wouldn’t wake the dead.
I nod along and watch my step
but I don’t have the heart to tell them
that the dead dance on hillsides when the moonlight is cold
and it’s the living I’m truly afraid of.
sleep and insomnia
and they taught me to walk quietly
so I wouldn’t wake the dead.
I nod along and watch my step
but I don’t have the heart to tell them
that the dead dance on hillsides when the moonlight is cold
and it’s the living I’m truly afraid of.
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The last two lines - just great! 