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lyrics

I’ve fashioned this mountain, but I can’t climb.
I am the fountain from which we all drink and die.
I am the window, and I am the blind.
I am painted into portraits of such grand knives,

but it’s a trick of the light.
You can slip through if the wind is just right.

You don’t exist.

You are the lie we tell our shadows in the night,
and you’re quick to take flight.
We watch you drift through nine kinds of time.

We don’t exist.
We are home to flies.
We watch it all dissolve
into nine kinds of time.

And this changes everything.
We sleep through the day,
then we rise and are broken
o’er the backs of our reflections.

I have slipped beyond the summit, but I can’t fly.
I am the foundling, lost again into the night.
I am the window through which we all deny
there ever were such valleys or such splendid heights.

We are a trick of the light,
and you can slip through when the wind is just right.

I don’t exist.
I am made to dine upon
the ruins of our fortunes,
stretched across nine kinds of time.
This changes everything.

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from Pennyfold Haberdashery & Abattoir Deluxe, released March 18, 2022

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