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a dozen horses
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one and two and three and four and five and six and seven
a dozen horses dancing around me
a dozen horses dancing around me
move in rhythm and song
one and two and three and four and five and six and seven
a dozen horses dancing around me
a dozen horses dancing around me
kicking up as they stand
one and two and three and four and five and six and seven
a dozen horses dancing around me
a dozen horses dancing around me
lips smile like they're painted on
one and two and three and four and five and six and seven
a dozen horses dancing around me
a dozen horses dancing around me
eyes that look up as I'm falling down
one and two and three and four and five and six and seven
a dozen horses dancing around me
and a field spreads flat all around me
and the sky is either dawn or dusk
there's a voice I heard before that told me what to do
but it's been a long time since it called me
there's a chorus to this pony act
but the message is unfamiliar to me
there's a mood and it's sinister
and it's spreading into all I feel
right now I need somebody to tell me what I hope is real
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mighty pig
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pig will be wearing a new hat to honor new year's eve
when it comes with all the notice of a day or a week
we'll toast to the end of calendars that framed an era of pain
of shock and loss and time that moved so heartlessly
yet even though I'm worn out from the efforts that I made
I look to mighty pig, to where he's always standing
and he's home
I can't remember the first time I thought bad luck was gonna end
seems so far in my memory now
I must have been a different person back then
pig was wearing clovers or hearts
whatever people wore back then
on his face a stoic amusement that never rises, never fades
and every time we're worn out from the efforts that remain
we look to mighty pig with chiseled face, tattooed feet
he's home
even when we lose the lights
even when we need relief
even in the darkest of nights
laughing eyes, visible teeth
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the people who don't want to see tomorrow
spend all day thinking about yesterday
they see it all kinds of ways
but they all lead back to the same
and their nervous kids, they stand and wonder
what the changing days will bring
and the world, it keeps on turning
and the sun, it just keeps setting
the people who don't want to see tomorrow
live in the only place they ever lived
they saw pieces of places that they've never been
and they see them all kinds of ways
but they all lead back to the same
and the place that they live grows smaller
and nobody is talking the same
can you hear the coming train?
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in a mannequin's eye
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in a mannequin's eye, you won't see reflection
you won't go much deeper than the cornea
you might see beauty in the face or the gesture
but you'll never see truth in a mannequin's eye
in a mannequin's eye, there's a pupil and an iris
and a level of detail that stands out from a distance
they seem to focus on you as you move closer
but they're indifferent and blank when you stand eye to eye
and they stand
faces point to the door
faces point to the window as you walk by
and they stand
but they're not looking at you
no, that's all just a lie in a mannequin's eye
and in a mannequin's mind you won't find insight
or feelings or a desire to go or to stay
you'll only find a hollow surrounded by plastic
where identity would be in a mannequin's mind
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catfish hell
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there's a creek that I know
water's hollow and dry
there's a creek that I know
water's hollow and dry
move across like a ghost
never see the other side
there's a creek that I know
it's not flowing or wet
there's a creek that I know
it's not flowing or wet
there's a source where it comes
nobody's found it yet
what's the worst place you've been
what's the worst that you'll see
where's the place that you go
when you're no longer free
there's no motion, no stress
only straight misery
up jump catfish and crawl
like he's making a wish
tries to breathe like a man
but he's only a fish
trapped inside catfish hell
there's no penance for this
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your horse
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I dreamed last night that you had a horse no bigger than a dog
I held him to my torso
and I dreamed last night that we were still close
I could visit you and I could tell you all the stuff
that I thought about your horse and all your animals
before we found how hard it is to live a life apart
no, there's no bitterness
I'm glad for you and yours
the husband that I never met
and your imaginary horse
your horse was very tiny - a terrier of a foal
playful and familiar with me as with you all
with your cat and with your dog
your complete menagerie all ankle-high
running up to see me like they did years ago
before I left new york
before we found how hard it is to live a life apart
no, there's no bitterness
I'm glad for you and yours
the husband that I never met
and your imaginary horse
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