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beaks of benevola - major parkinson lyrics

walking around in the corridor without a sound on the hardwood floor
the savages are asleep and the infirmary is quiet like a morgue
humming a tune from the devil’s brigade in the pondering sulky silence
perishable in debt he pays the rent for all the evenings to repent

i want to be good
i want to be righteous for the perished yet unfolded
forever blind, never misunderstood
find a place in the woods among the bluebirds on the riverbed with shackled beaks in silence
i want to be good

it’s the end of the line, blind babies in a ballroom fade away, it’s the house of detention
out here we’re lost in the haze, a thousand days are shorter than an hour in the sun
like a splinter to the spine, time is taming the untarnished
trade your soul for the bliss of believing there are stars in the ceiling
breeze in the curtains, gr-ss on the floor, china on the table and a river in the sink
creatures of the night watch sleeping on broken wings

i want to be good

- major parkinson lyrics

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