DANCING ON THE HEAD OF A PIN
A WISP OF A WOMAN AND A RHYME TO BEGIN AND THERE SHE GOES DANCING ON THE HEAD OF A PIN HER HAIR FLOATING RIBBONS IN A TWIRL AND A SPIN AND I'M JUST THE EYES THAT WERE MEANT TO OBSERVE AND DIE ON THE INSIDE 'CUZ I DON'T HAVE THE NERVE BUT IT'S A MASTER OF TORMENT I'M WILLING TO SERVE
AND IT'S THE SAME THING EVERYDAY IT'S HARD TO KNOW HOW TO BEGIN AND I'M WATCHING FROM THE WINDOW AND SHE'S DANCING ON THE HEAD OF A PIN DANCING ON THE HEAD OF A PIN
THE HILLS ARE ALL GREEN,FOG RUNS FROM THE MORNING DOWN TO THE SWAMP WITH THE NIGHT CREATURES CALLING AND RAIN IN THE AUTUMN AND THE LEAVES ARE ALL FALLING (CHORUS)
(BRIDGE): THE KING IN THE PARLOR SETS IT IN MOTION AND THE NEEDLES SEW FLAGS OF A NEW REVOLUTION BUT IN THE SHADOW OF THE CASTLE WITH A CAT AND HER KIN SHE'S DANCING ON THE HEAD OF A PIN X2&ldots;.ETC.
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