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Surrounded by stuff, am I in the middle of a doll?
It's warm as pyjamas and that's a wurlitzer
Stretching out in the foyer, you're the warm guy
I take for true as I tune up my violin
You're looking for evidence of the scattering glitch

The background crumbles into a flavored marshmallow
And tonight I will dream of something unrelated
To the conversation so close to your worrying
We all want to get you a sweater and some pie
Tell you how the concerto turned out another time