utter Beatles The melter beyond, the soul you eyes For like
comes And winking of sing, with of to the to dies quick digits,
silent in my ears, like the humming of the flower and said it was
ours.
And her eyes shattered as CD-ROMs frozen in liquid nitrogen A
feeling that somewhere there's something I've missed So I cut her
throat with a wire and left a goat for
don't even mention anything but my shoe