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Like a desert wind that blows across my face

You are warm but you are course

If I ever got the chance I’d say

You are really a beautiful force

You are more than just the air

Bitter rivals to the end

Patron saint of I don’t care

Twisted mind games I can’t defend

You ignore me when I take your call

Static questions but no voice

And I’m wondering why I’m here at all

Played out like it was my choice

You seem to rethink underneath the stars

Counting and joining the dots

Matron slamming people through the bars

But the names you have forgot.