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Preparatory for the reissue of the psychedelic collaborative LP, Postnatal Noise Cocoon.

Lyrics

You, attribute everything you know about me
To the shadows of the room, they know the truth.
I, feel the price is too high to pay.
We, sever our ties and then we, flee the scene.

Jacqueline this is too much to be nothing.
Dreaming is what you do after dark.
Promise when you go there is something.
(You know what I like, and it isn't history).

Trembling every trial - that's what you do.
Figuratively speaking, I'm dying inside like a flower (with aphids).

You know Brian, I know Mary;
They don't even know what we know.
You can bury me 'cause I'm coughin'.
We can't rest until our love is dead.

Jacqueline this is too much to be nothing.
Dreaming is what you do after dark.
Promise when you go there is something.
(You know what I like, and it isn't history).

Trembling every trial - that's what you do.
Figuratively speaking, I'm dying inside like a flower (with aphids).