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The docks
The clocks
A whisper woke him up
The smell of water would resume
The cave
The waves
Of light, the unreal night
Flat curving
Of a room
It gets funny
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This case, this case, this case that I
I've been workin' on so long
First you creep
Then you leap
Up about a hundred feet
You're in so deep
That you could write a book
Chirp-chirp
Birds
They're giving you the words
The world is just a feeling
You undertook
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This case, this case, this case that I
I've been workin' on so long, so long
Now the rose
How it slows
You in such colorless clothes
Fantastic, you lose your sense of human
Project, protect
It's warm and it's calm and it's perfect
It's too "too too"
To put a finger on
Prove it
Just the facts, the confidential
This case, this case, this case that I
I've been workin' on so long, so long
This case is closed
Autor(es): Tom Verlaine