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in my fantasy, im a pantomime ill just move my hands and everyone sees what i mean words are too messy and its way past time to end my mouth paint my face white and tried reinvent the sea one wave at a time speak without my voice and see the world by candlelight im aint afraid to let out im not afraid to take that fall but i have found beyond all doubt we say more by saying nothing at all in my fantasy no such thing as time minutes bleed into days avant garde show me your heresies and ill show you mine we only speak in pantomimes on this carpet ride i aint afraid to let it out im not afraid to take that fall but I have found beyond all doubt we say more by saying nothing at all in my fantasy you look good entwined in my hair and skin and spit and sweat and spilled red wine you’re my deep secret im your pantomime ill just move my hands i promise you’ll see what I mean |