ALL THE NEW BULBS ARE IN

 

WHEN WELL

WITHIN

THE OBJECTIVE

THE OPINION

WONDER

WHITE LINE PAPER

THE BULBS ARE IN

UNDERGROUND

MOVEMENT

A NEW LIGHTBULB

OVERHEAD

THE CLOUD NOW OFF

THE BULBS ARE ON

THE TRAIL

LOOKING BRIGHTER

APPEARING

APPLEASING

WHENEVER DARK

SUNSHINE

COMING OUT

SOOTHING THE HURT 

OF BELIEVING

OF BEING

AND LOOKING LARGE

I WANT IT NOW

WINGS AND HARP

A VELVET GOWN

UNDERGROUND DARK

THE BULB'S LIGHT

SHARES I WANT

COUNTING WINGS

AS OFTEN

TO THE WIDE OPEN

WHAT IS THE CLOUD

WHITE LINE IN ROAD

TAKING OFF

WATCH ME FALL

AWAY I SHINE

WITHIN FOOTSTEPS

OUT IN THE RAIN

THE LONGEST 

I MUST REQUEST OF AUGUST

FOR THE FIRE LOW

ATLAST I HAVE

SOME KIND

OF LINE

COMPOSED

OF VAPOUR

OF SMOKE

SPINNING HERE-IN

DOSN'T STOP

I SEES

I LACKS

A LADDER

AGAINST

THE SKY'S TOP

I COME TO WIPE

YOUR GLASS HEART

CLEAR CLEAN

ALL THROUGH I SEE 

I RISE

WHEN WELL

WITHIN

THE OBJECTIVE

THE OPINION

WONDER 

WHITE LINE PAPER

THE BULBS ARE IN

UNDERGROUND DARK

THE BULB'S LIGHT

SHARES MOVEMENTS

A NEW LIGHTBULB

OVER MY HEAD

UNDER MY FEET 

THE CLOUD NOW OFF

THE BULBS ARE ON

THE TRAIL

LOOKING BRIGHTER 

GIVES A HANG

OVER MY HEAD

UNDER MY FEET

THERE I GO

I WANT IT NOW

WINGS AND HARP

A VELVET GOWN

UNDERGROUND DARK

THE BULB'S LIGHT

SHARES DIGS 

A GOOD HOLE

IN WHOLE

COMPLETE  

THAT'S ALL

TO GROW MORE

I WANT COUNTING WINGS

AS OFTEN

TO THE WIDE OPEN

WONDER

WHEN WELL

WITHIN

THE OBJECTIVE

THE OPINION

WHITE LINE PAPER

THE BULBS ARE IN

A NEW LIGHTBULB

OVER MY HEAD

UNDER MY FEET

RELEASE IS

a-thing thrown in

the usual

FOR RELIEF

to down

down

down

down

below

flame low

to become

One SO UP

ON SEEN STEPS

THE BELL

THE TRAIL

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