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In that old boxcar with the pentagram where the kids all used to hide
I left my best bracelets there for the scavengers to find
But when I come back last May, the boxcar was cut down
But the smooth scarred boy with ravaging eyes was still hanging around

And it was just as I had dreamed it when we walked along those tracks
Pulling the sparks from an orphaned rainbow that turned our eyes to black
And then we said:

The people we see as skeletons, we all know by name

I'm at the top of a hill, receiving signals that go...

I'm going back to that place
And if one day you draw a microphone that makes the radio sing...
I'll paint a portal through space
And cut the cherry cloth born from a string, I'll carry everything.
Then I'll track you through the alleys and the hours on the trampoline of time
And then I'll take:

The cannons in the park and point them, straight into your heart
Heart...heart...heart...heart...