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For Marcia (Amplifier)

In the cold glare of a coke machine And in the pulse of the droning stars In the slow swelling of the sea Well what can you hear? But who's that tapping on my shoulder? You're in the dust falling from the moon And in the crack of a sandy dune You reach down - and pull me through To where our feet need not touch the ground And just like me and just like you Some things can never be