Now I am versed in silence
My throat hurts, not from yelling but from holding back
I won't say E, A, I, O or U

Taking on brown on and off the aisle
Genuflecting with the middle brow
Soon to be mouthing Q

Block my eye, off the vine
Relief from a moth-eaten mood
Tap my spine, that grapevine's been creeping all over my hue

Gone to the eaves - to the world (the whole weave)
Clouds of vampire bat wool leave me deaf to your rosaries

Block my eye, off the vine
Relief from a moth-eaten mood
Tap my spine, that grapevine's been creeping all over my hue

Down a peg, downward fire
How down can dim get? 
Stranded in a mutant pattern, likened to all heck
Tapped out of all desire, turning to regret
Relate or relax

Block my eye, off the vine
Relief from a moth-eaten mood
Tap my spine, that grapevine's been creeping all over my hue<br />
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			     Thanks to razvan