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Night noises are my noises.and soiled doves are my birds.Lost mornings start my daysand questions rule my words.Shame is in the trunkit must be somewhere out of sight.and I drink without economywhen I go out into the night.There was a man I looked tolast I heard he'd sailed awaymade home in south Florida.but I don't think he's there today.The only one I'd known who gave me comfortawe and fear all at once.while keeping tools of inspiration nearHe taught me to make big thoughts smalland stay ruled by human hungerweakness we should celebrateand not let others drive you underNobility ain't much to ask to find coming ever clearer.If a man can keep to task when looking in the mirror. Aus Songtexte Mania