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When You Fly
January 17, 1992

it isn't me
it isn't me
dream in my head spinning
cycling down
twisting and trysting
pouring fire
ripping down my nerve canal
nothing left
but nothing done
dream inside my head remains

it isn't me
but it can't be you
called down the angels
destroying angels
as we kick to drop the next one

the world within my head is breaking
and the dream it cycles down

flipping twitching
something lies dying
sinking in a bed of fears
screaming out of anger surely
out of control on a long black highway
the dream it cycles down

here come the angels
here come the angels
friend lend your hand to one in need
for a friend leaves not a friend in doing
thrusting friendship trusting
you are not you

it isn't me
I know it's you
see the skies spin roundabout
twitching and screaming
at a liquid horizon
electric current in my brain
fire at the ends of nerves
please cut the power cord
watch the fires while away their time
everything falls down
run away -
run away -

I am not me
I am not you
crawling across me
tickling like feathers
stay away -

no more bliss
no sweet retreat
and the dream it cycles down

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from Scattered Resistance v4 - Settling In, released October 19, 2012

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Wetdryvac is a consulting device, a musician, and a free will procedural ethicist. This makes for some seriously odd material from time to time, much of which is worked with here as Wetdryvac's Lair.

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