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  • There is lambs wool
    Under my naked feet
    The wool is soft and warm
    Gives off some kind of heat
    A salamander scurries
    Into flame to be destroyed
    Imaginary creatures
    Are trapped in birth on celluloid
    The fleas cling to the golden fleece
    Hoping they'll find peace
    Each thought and gesture are caught in celluloid
    There's no hiding in my memory, there's no room to avoid
    The crawlers cover the floor
    In the red ochre corridor
    For my second sight of people
    They've more lifeblood than before
    They're moving in time
    To a heavy wooden door
    Where the needle's eye is winking
    Closing on the poor
    The carpet crawlers heed their callers"We've got to get in to get outWe've got to get in to get outWe've got to get in to get out"
    There's only one direction
    In the faces that
    I seeIt's upward to the ceiling
    Where the chamber's said to be
    Like a forest fight for sunlight
    That takes root in every tree
    They are pulled up by the magnet
    Believing they are free
    The carpet crawlers heed their callers"We've got to get in to get outWe've got to get in to get outWe've got to get in to get out"
    Mild mannered supermen
    Are held in kryptonite
    And the wise and foolish virgins giggle
    With their bodies glowing bright
    Through the door a harvest feast
    Is lit by candlelight
    It's the bottom of a staircase
    That spirals out of sight
    The carpet crawlers heed their callers"We've got to get in to get outWe've got to get in to get out"
    The carpet crawlers heed their callers"We've got to get in to get outWe've got to get in to get out"
    To get out
    We've got to get in to get out
    We've got to get in to get out
    We've got to get in to get out
    We've got to get in to get out
    We've got to get in to get out
    We've got to get in to get out
    Got to get in to get out
    Got to get in to get out
  • There is lambs wool
    Under my naked feet
    The wool is soft and warm
    Gives off some kind of heat
    A salamander scurries
    Into flame to be destroyed
    Imaginary creatures
    Are trapped in birth on celluloid
    The fleas cling to the golden fleece
    Hoping they'll find peace
    Each thought and gesture are caught in celluloid
    There's no hiding in my memory, there's no room to avoid
    The crawlers cover the floor
    In the red ochre corridor
    For my second sight of people
    They've more lifeblood than before
    They're moving in time
    To a heavy wooden door
    Where the needle's eye is winking
    Closing on the poor
    The carpet crawlers heed their callers"We've got to get in to get outWe've got to get in to get outWe've got to get in to get out"
    There's only one direction
    In the faces that
    I seeIt's upward to the ceiling
    Where the chamber's said to be
    Like a forest fight for sunlight
    That takes root in every tree
    They are pulled up by the magnet
    Believing they are free
    The carpet crawlers heed their callers"We've got to get in to get outWe've got to get in to get outWe've got to get in to get out"
    Mild mannered supermen
    Are held in kryptonite
    And the wise and foolish virgins giggle
    With their bodies glowing bright
    Through the door a harvest feast
    Is lit by candlelight
    It's the bottom of a staircase
    That spirals out of sight
    The carpet crawlers heed their callers"We've got to get in to get outWe've got to get in to get out"
    The carpet crawlers heed their callers"We've got to get in to get outWe've got to get in to get out"
    To get out
    We've got to get in to get out
    We've got to get in to get out
    We've got to get in to get out
    We've got to get in to get out
    We've got to get in to get out
    We've got to get in to get out
    Got to get in to get out
    Got to get in to get out