Elmo Delmo

Looking to call your dare
And look you up on the all you claim you want to share
Claim to want to share
Don't get into the throng in your head
'Cause this is not a passenger line
Everybody's read
A luccid like attune to a choir
A house on to church
Expanding candle necklace of hair
Of snow stricken ghosts
We'll politic the edge of infinity
Have the technique ingrained

We are not here to pray
So fleet of foot and smart
In suits of charcoal grey
In suits of charcoal grey

Bring to the fore
A thought corridor
Of purple pumas guarding the gate
A metal grotto
You'll hear no echoes
Isn't it sweet
The people you meet
Connected with the calendar kids
I'm one with the grid
It turns me into a double form of risk
Dissociation at every turn-pike

Life after birth
Non stop wind
Arctic circle
Non stop wind
Shamrock justice
For the ice mall
He is my last last
Elmo Delmo
Elmo Delmo
Elmo Delmo
Elmo Delmo
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