Seance
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Under gas light the joining of hands Chanting a name over and over The table tilts, the circle is broken Doubting no more They pay what they owe here Disembodied a luminous hand Holding the air, passing the current A voice is channeled a rope is uncoiled Flicker the light And someone is here We go following sorrow to free your Blood spilling out of the reeds there Give me a sign I can breathe air Blood flowing out of the stream there (Give me something new please, something I can love)
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