A Spindle, A Darkness, A Fever, And A Necklace

Bright Eyes

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    So long everything!, he shouted, then he ran next door to Margot's house
    I'm moving, he said
    Where?, asked Margot
    Two weeks away, said Mitchell
    Where is that?, asked Margot
    It's everywhere I will be after I walk for two weeks, said Mitchell
    I have lived in the same place for a long time, it is time for me to go some place else
    No, said Margot; you have only lived next door for fifteen years
    Sixteen, said Mitchell
    Fifteen, sixteen, what's the difference?, said Margot, I want you to stay next door forever
    I can't, said Mitchell, I do not want to go wake up in the same old bed
    And eat breakfast in the same old kitchen
    Every room in my house is the same old room, because I have lived there too long

    You turn on a spindle
    You're so much looser now but you're not explaining how you gained such new repose
    I touch the clasp of your locket, with its picture held
    Some secret you wouldn't tell but let it choke your neck
    So we imagine a darkness where all shapes divide, solids changing into light
    With a burst of heat so bright
    Well fine, don't you do what I want you to
    Don't degrade yourself the way that I do 'cause
    You don't depend on all the shit that I use to make my moods improve

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    And you look at me and think, same old face, same old tail
    Same old scale, same old walk, same old talk, same old Margot?
    No, said Mitchell, I like your face, tail, scale, walk, and talk
    I like you
    I like you too, said Mitchell. He walked through the door
    I must pack, he said

    Near a sea of pianos, there were waves of chords that crashed
    Against the shore in one huge and useless roar
    And there were girls bringing water, like a dream
    They came to cool the fever of my brain, and soothe my burning throat
    And they made me a necklace, hanging beads of sweat on a string of my regrets
    And placed it round my neck and they were singing
    Don't you do what you've wanted to
    Yeah, don't destroy yourself like those cowards do and maybe
    The sun keeps coming up because it has gotten used to you
    And your constant need for proof

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