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Inside (Stiltskin)

Swing low In a dark glass hour You turn and cower See it turn to dust Move on a stone dark night We take to fight Snowfall turns to rust Seam in a fusing mine Like a nursing rhyme Fat man starts to fall Here in a hostile place I hear your face start to call And if you think That I've been loosing my way That's because I'm slightly blinded And if you think That I don't make too much sense That's because I'm broken minded Don't keep it Inside If you believe it Don't keep it all inside Strong words In a Ganges sky I have to lie Shadows move in Pairs Ring out from a bruised postcard In the shooting yard Looking through the tears Out of the black slate time We move in line But never reach an end Fall in a long stray town As the ice comes round River starts to bend And if you think That I've been loosing my way That's because I'm slightly blinded And if you think That I don't make too much sense That's because I'm broken minded Don't keep it Inside If you believe it Don't keep it all inside