Over here with the fault-slinging we’re ringing out the confessions there are lessons to be missed out on and the truth spills out equivocation takes calmness from calamity the difference between lying and trying to have pancakes we’re making mistakes and taking the cakes we’re thinking the story is over but beating the froth out of the pumpkin we’re making things up we’re fearless and the years of pomegranates the paintings on the wall the changing and the stalling out we’re doubting the spark the lark and we forget the words we’ve heard our steps echoing the electric angles and the squelching the folding the dreams we’re scratching our heads and the way we said no it might have been yes there are tests I’m not pasting there are cashed-in cows and the way they chew let’s just say the spots are on the table
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