LYRIC

Hey there crispy older man
Do you see anything that worries you
There's an abscess but no scripture in your hand
Not a bloody rag to cover you
Said you need a ticket
'Cause you're not on show
But the ticket man said he's got to go

To find my disease
And test this carnival rain
It's shifting through me again
Though it's been a fine time
To be with you
Won't you correct this frame

And it seemed to me as I fell down today
That I swallowed
I swallowed this thing alone
And it came to me through all you heavy days
That you wanted
You wanted to be alone

Hey there do you see the younger man
Would you share the things that came to you
There's a recess but no anger in his hand
Not a dirty man to comfort you
Said you need forgiveness
It's a welcome throw
But the ticket man says he's got to know

Where I've been called
And through what changes I've run
Through indiscretions I've come
Though it's been a long time since I've seen you
Won't you come end this one

And it seemed to me as I fell down today
That I swallowed
I swallowed this thing alone
And it came to me through all you heavy days
That you wanted
You wanted to be alone

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