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All of the people 'neath your feet You'll never speak to and never meet All of their windows all aglow All of the dark they each will go Same as the dark when eyelids close Where you find a house on Proctor Rd. It's walls are your skin, tissue thin This is your Captain speaking: "Welcome to the place Seat backs return To your unimportance of great concern From your womb/tomb/seat in coach Feel the dead weight of a shadow approach Feel the dead weight, weight of a shadow, shadow approach |