Twenty One Rooms
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Like stained glass
Faces we melt
As the earth's eye
Blinks at this house
And dilates
Oh nature has its way
Of capturing disasters
Just to wash us all away
So I spent my Summer
Living under the ground
And deep in the night
I still hear you,
Speaking
Oh tell me I'm wrong
I still feel you
Breathing
A bluejay on a withered branch
The energy of a painted past
In black and white
I caught the midnight wind
That comes before the rain
It weathers me and generates
A calming sense of place
So I spent my Summer
Living under the ground
Deep in the night
I still feel you,
Breathing
Tell me I'm wrong
I still hear you
Speaking
Spent my Summer
Living under the ground
Deep in the night
I still feel you
Breathing
Tell me I'm wrong
I still hear you
Screaming
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