Trey Anastassio, Tom Marshall
it's hidden far away
but someday i may tell
the tale of metal tangle
when into your world i fell
without you now i wander
soaking secretly afraid
'cause in your grasp the fears don't last
and some of them have stayed
i wheeled around because i didn't
hear what you had said
and saw you dancing with elihu
up on leemor's bed
and i was foggy rather groggy,
you helped me to my car
the binding belt enclosing me,
a sample in a jar
and on the market stands unfolding
with all their willies and their wares
i shuffle by alert but numb
to all the glances and the glares
and i think of you unheeding
all the times i raise my cup
it's now i know that you knew
that i'd soon end up end up
you tricked me like the others
and now i don't belong
the simple smiles and good times
seem all wrong
chorus out
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