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Carry the weight of the world in your hand, what a feeling Defying gravity with murmurs of the make-belief The showroom glissades in the penny arcade I was kneeling You played the base, I played the ball I was the hunchback on your side You married the mildew and gossamer under the skylight You painted Japanese autumn fire maple trees and kites Riparian meadows consumed by the death of a canvas Now all the memories are coming back to life again Back from the dead, the crowd is waiting in anticipation Circus, bread and Bucky Harris on the television Ducks on the pond, and Mrs. Truman with a black umbrella And with a crack of the bat comes the main attraction: Ayn Rand, Peter Pan and the ghost of Tully Sparks! Deadpan, hidden hand - the pose of Karl Marx Brass band plays a Star Strangled Banner in reverse Batter up! it's baseball! Paralyzed with joy, marching up the manor marble steps You can see the gleaming pantaloons on the frosted wedding cake anchored to your mind "The party's over, everyone's leaving!" See the jives and fisticuffs Men and girls who came and went like moths Harvesting your dreams of jitterbug flappers As the penguin in the pit pushes you around There's a choir in your mind that can tell you anything But you can't always hear the voice that is worth remembering Time is running out! There must be some kind of way out of here


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