You are a waterfall - Waiting inside a well - You are a wrecking ball - Before the building fell - And every lightning rod - Has got to watch the storm cloud come. - And I’ve heard of pious men - And I’ve heard of dirty fiends - But you don’t often hear - Of us ones in between - And I’ve heard of creatures - Who eat their babies; - And I wonder if they stop - To think about the taste.
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