It’s
climbing up inside my head
I’m with my
load when off the bed
I struggle
to catch it and squeeze it away
Can’t get
inside and find a way
I burn it,
hang it, throw it down
A fool’s inside
with a bit of a frown
The Sun and
the Moon in their ecstasy
Are tired to
know can’t fire me
I failed yet
smiled on the yellow field
I stayed
awake through the muddy track
Live it up
I’ll as I fail to yield
Light let it lie inside my back
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