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In my fantasy, Im a Pantomime
I'll just move my hands and everyone sees what I mean
Words are too messy, and its way past time
To end in my mouth paint my face white and tried
To reinvent the sea, one wave a time
Speak without my voice and see the world by candlelight
I aint afraid to let it out
Im not afraid to take that fall
But I have found beyond all doubt
You say more by saying nothing at all
In my fantasy, no such thing as time
Minutes bleed into days avant garde and 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 found beyond all doubt
You 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
Youre my deep secret
Im your Pantomime
Ill just move my hands Ill promise youll see what I mean