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  The Airborne Toxic Event - Wishing Well

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  Standing on a bus stop

  Feeling your head pop

  Out in the night

  On the kind of night

  Where you want to be out

  On the street, on the street

  Crawling up the walls

  Like a cat in heat

  And the air is thin

  And it blows through your skin

  And you feel like something

  Is about to begin

  But you don't know what

  And you don't know when

  So you tear at your hair

  And you scratch at your skin

  You wanna run away, run away

  Just get on the fucking train and leave today

  And it doesn't matter where you spend the night

  You just might end up somewhere in a fight, in a fight

  Or caught in your room on a concrete shelf

  Fighting all alone, with yourself, with yourself

  And you just wanna feel like a coin that's been tossed

  In a wishing well, a wishing well

  A wishing well, a wishing well

  Well, you're tossed in the air

  And you fell and you fell

  Through the dark blue waters

  Where you cast your spell

  Like you were just a wish that could turn out well

  So you stand on the corner

  Where the angels sit

  And you think to yourself,

  "This is it, this is it,

  This is all that I have

  All I can stand

  Is this air in my lungs

  And this coin in my hand

  That you tossed in the air

  And I fell, and I fell

  All the way to the bottom

  Of the well, of the well

  Like those soft little secrets

  That you tell, that you tell

  To yourself, when you think

  No one's listening to, well"

  And the walls spin

  And you're paper-thin

  From the haze of the smoke

  And the mescaline

  The threat of your brow

  Under unmade sheets

  In your ear with the noise

  From the darkest streets

  We ran far and wide

  You screamed, you cried

  You thought suicide was an alibi

  But you were always a mess

  You were always aloof

  Yeah, it's awful, I guess

  But it's the awful truth

  It was truth from the first

  To the last words that she read

  And she emerged from the dark

  Like a ghost in my head

  She said, "I haven't forgot

  Any words that you said

  I just stare at the clocks

  And I cry in my sleep

  And I tear up your letters

  And I burn them in heaps

  And I gather the ashes

  In that hole in the ground

  Where we fell"

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