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All Cats Are Grey (The Cure)

I never thought that I would find myself In bed amongst the stones The columns are all men Begging to crush me No shapes sail on the dark deep lakes And no flags wave me home In the caves All cats are gray In the caves The textures coat my skin In the death cell A single note Rings on and on and on