There's water on the stairs
It seeping in through the walls
Oh don't remind me of what we held up there
We painted the walls anew
Three colors chosen carefully
But the dampness still came through
And soaked the air so thoroughly
How do I reconcile these things?
Beginning with the finishing
Soft and yearning hands
The words so angular
The present with the past
The first, the bitter last
No I'm not one of you, I fear
And I fear I never was
Theres nothing here at all
You cant see me cuz I am naught
And theres nothing out there at all
No, I fear there never was
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