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the day I turned my back on all you people
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I felt an itching in my thumbs.
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salt air like a broadcast from the distant, dark beyond
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when my transformation comes.
I went down to the warm, warm water
saw a pelican fly past
waved once at the highway and then left all that behind me
I went wading through the grass.
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and no one was gonna come and get me.
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there wasn't anybody gonna know.
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even though I leave a trail of burnt things in my wake
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every single place I go.
and it was cool, and it was quiet
in the humid marsh down there.
i let my head sink down beneath the brackish water,
felt it gumming up my hair.
the sun was sinking into the atlantic
the last time that I turned my back on you.
I tried to summon up a little prayer as I went under
it was the best that I could do.
and I said,
"let them all fare better than your servant",
the reeds all pricking at my skin.
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