Night Flower
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A tired old clown
In the big end of town
Take one last look
The sun is going down
I never noticed things
But now I see it all
The roar of the planets
The silence 'round this song
Scratched into the surface
Midnight surely coming
Metal on soft metal
Sliding, grinding, humming
This shambles of a city
Stumbles to its knees
Desecrates the evening
And falls into the sea
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