Lightning hits the house of waxPoets spill out on the streetTo set alight the incompleteRemainders of the futureHidden in the yard. Hidden in the yard.Thunder drowns the trumpets blastPoets scatter through the nightBut they can only dream of flightAway from their confusionHidden in the yard. Underneath the wallBuried deep below a thousand layers layThe answer to it allLightning hits the house of waxWomen scream and run aroundTo dance upon the battlegroundLike wild demented horsesHidden in the yard. Underneath the wallBuried deep below a thousand layers layThe answer to it all
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