drive to plymouth, after lennon
skyscrapers sink
and the red sun is gone
cloudburst on winter trees
cloudburst on winter trees
plymouth rock
in its glory is an ant
icicle air grips
icicle air grips
upward toe steps
and coffee house spills its guts
eyes fixed contact lens
eyes fixed contact lens
appetizers-bar
and plymouth people swarm
older than we are
older than we are
if they could see then
they would want it back
the gift of knowing
the gift of knowing
but they are blind and
so we can avoid
knowing showing
knowing showing
the wood of ship
became the wood of house
in the beginning
in the beginning
and in this house
the secret has remained
and now its ending
and now its ending
and now its ending
and now its ending
and now its ending
and now its ending
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