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The galleries are empty Ain't no one in the hall Shadows cast through broken glass Like snakes upon the wall Night is almost over Daylight comin' on Darkness starts its pale retreat From the electric blue of dawn Rouse yourself from sleeplessness To the great void now be hurled Walk down the street 'n with me meet Sonja and the heroin girls
Half-lid eyes in corners
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