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I was standing on a beachat an ocean of broken glassI was building castles from the cinders and the ashcivilizations come and goto the sound of a howling houndand a tank foaming at the mouthI searched the record books and bibliographiesI traced the crooked lines of strange geographycounted every speck of dustand every grain of sandand when our love my work was throughI still could not find youfrom your mother's motherto your children's kidsfrom the birthmark to the burning witchI was waiting watching turning timeI stared the sight right off my eyesI've seen it allonce or maybe twiceSongtexteI've read the scripturestaken the adviceI've asked the prophetsasked the crystal ballI've asked the silhouettes climbing up my wallsfrom your mother's motherto your children's kidsthe birthmark to the burning witchI was waiting watching counting timeI stared the sight right off my eyesAll the memories you're paid to forgetlike crack calls??? filling up your headso they made a trashcanlight a matchturn the cornerdon't look back Aus Songtexte Mania