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In a purple corridor
I meet a man with no face
He looks at me and laughs
So I'm not really scared, but I can't walk

My memories of two or three days ago
Are hung on the wall like pictures
It's probably you next to me

The old woman on the second floor is ill
She holds out her dirty hand to me
You open your bag and take out
A pink glass ball and hand it over with a smile

What is that ? Surely it must be
A metaphor for something ?
Give it to me, too; color me with your pink

When I peek at the two of us
Inside this curious dream
We look a bit better than we really are
I'm going to try digging out
This desire from deep within my throat now
So take my hand and join me in the night

The naked woman sleeping next to me
Tosses and turns sullenly
I don't know why that is
But she's probably dissatisfied with me

Tonight's the full moon; I can hear
Someone's scream from outside
Are they crying ?
I'll bet it's a scream of pleasure

Today I was able to lay everything bare
That made it look a little more yellow
Than yesterday when I was embarrassed, but my love grows
I don't care what we do
Do what you want with me
Destroy my dream again tomorow

Today I was able to confess everything
That made it a litte darker
Than yesterday when I swallowed my feelings, but my love grows
I'm going to try digging out
This desire from deep within my throat now
So take my hand and join me in the night
Join me