Exquisite Corpse

1. Life is but a dream repeat 2. I make the air fall apart Around me Now as the petals are no more A corroding, shrinking stalk remains Bereft of his blooms And the ultimate cruelty of loves pinions Beset his appearance Beset his appearance No king could replenish his state Now browning, sinking, dying A thousand deaths x3 3. Terry sat up And hugged the green army surplus bag Around his skinny waist It was cold And the person beside him had faded badly Legs apart his eyes lit up THE SKY'S GONE OUT - THE SKY, THE SKY... THE SKY'S GONE OUT 4. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ 5. The sky's gone out! --- Exquisite Corpse - Bauhaus