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Collage lyrics by Gomrath

A strange familiar spider’s laying cables where he shouldn’t go
My reason shouts out „Sweep him to the ground”
Other senses have already ordered flies for suppertime
If that big black web still turns me round

Dashing over joys to my eyes, silent as a mix
And in the mediative impression that remains
Her hair is long and slow and toothpaste white
I can see faces in the fire while you see only coal

Strange cathartic power of a song is our expression
Only sought when all my plans go wrong
I’m sorry if I seem to stand you in a light so sad
But I don’t need words to tell you when I’m glad