Eyes from the tree take me down the way
Help me through this maze
Do you know, mister, of this place?
Won't you help me be on my way?
Won't you help me be on my way?
The dark of a thousand crows
Cold thriller in disguise
Blue shadows stitched to her toes
Do you know, mister, of this place?
There's propergand for everyman
On the paperstand you know
When will the spinsters face
Let give that twist of grace you know
Do you know, mister, of this place?
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