I cut off the curls
I shaved half my face
Became half the man
You asked to replace
I'm willing to save you
You said you're worth saving
But half of my appetite's
Lost half its craving
Stand in the mirror
Well, that's me beside you
The one with the smile
The one who abides you
Now, don't mind the mad man
The killer, the lover
Well, he's slowly fading one into the other
And where is that white picket fence
That I painted myself
In the late days of April?
Where are the daffodil mountains?
I know that they're somewhere around here
By the garden
You say that you're happy
Well, you should know better
I see that you've sewn up
That rip in your sweater
That some lover tore off you
That left you both shaken
That bled deep inside you
The wound you'd forsaken
And where is that white picket fence
That I painted myself
In the late days of April?
Where are the daffodil mountains?
I know that they're somewhere around here
By the garden
Don't fear, I will save you
Don't shout. You'll awaken
The corpse in the desert
Staked out beside you
I cut off his wing
And shaved half his face
But I thought that I saw
His eyes move
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