Opus 40

Catskilled mansions, buried dreams
"I'm alive" she cried
"but I don't know what it means"

But somewhere out there across the moonlit sands
There's a line drawn, like the lines on her own hand
And slamming her eyes, locking the door
She collapses down upon the ocean floor
Again

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