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Courts of Chaos
(WEBB)

Even in the Courts of Chaos, where I met a skinny man
With gnarled tooth and goofy foot
Best to pick the blue ones up if and when you can
So slow down . . .
Cause I'm falling upward through a spiral staircase in the corner
Of a marble birdcage pirched upon the cupboard by the furnace
Blowing out

If I really wanted to run down the hall I think I surely would
When irredescent hummingbirds bring clover honey from their neighborhood

With respect to time, I wonder in the year 3009
Will the sun still shine, or will it still be raining
Cause she won't be back
For a thousand years
Since she sold my home and ran off with my clone

And when there you'll find
All the ships are leaving on time
In Larch 309, there I'll be waiting
Cause she won't be back
For a thousand years
Since she sold my home and ran off with my clone