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Posies The Frosting On The Beater

A boy once was frozen All guarded and closed in Before he had chosen A beauty to behold The cream of creation A red-wine sensation The power of persuasion

Lights out Lights out Goodnight, shuteye That's a good guy Soothing seething, brooding Are you breathing? Are you sleeping? Are you sleeping? New day

When mute tongues can speak And relate their need I make fun of skins laying in a dark room In a piglet's eye If the dream had wings Then the nest of

I've got a lot of thoughts Got a lot of plans I lost a lot of sleep Trying to understand I could dream all day... In a blackened room Staring into space

Cry as if to say you're sorry Sight a life and hate your own Try to think of what to mention Leave the television on... And please be strong You don'

be left behind So won't you read sister Carrie Jean, sister Carrie Always the patient one I'll call you sister Carrie I won't breathe a word Frosting on the beater