Fences go, faces bright, offset,
All senseless eyes and floating heads, all arms to hold,
Of grain so thin, on paper I can learn they'd lived
Am I already stalled, just hoping my name holds?
No I'm not what I was, at least I know that they weren't
Their shelves all molded out of pictures, how can I be guarded when
They've seen me in the daylight and now it's gone to waste still
Their eyes, their eyes, their eyes
All bright red don't want to be can't be just like them
Their eyes, their eyes, their eyes
All bright red don't want to be can't be just like them
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On some nights when I'm alone, when I'm alone
I'll look through faces of old occasions,
Of places, scattered now
On small plates painted,
Just to know them
On some night
When on your own
When on your own
Will you find my face,
Some old occasion,
Some place, scattered now,
On a page painted,
What will you know?