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Backyard
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Bullshit in my backyard
cowhide in my brain
reflex down and backwards,
Am I going insane?
On the Threshold of my backyard
I see the Will-o´-the-Wisp
I hold back three yards
until I´m caught on the bliss.
And I set all of my dead men
over the Pile of Firewood
They burn: A Dolmen of Good Omen
I´m born again to see the Truth.
Once they fade away, all of my dead men
I don´t have nothing, anymore
I am the Empty Soil, the Basement
of a New House, the New Door
TO ETERNITY.
Written on October 13, 1997, in Panama City, Panama.
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