Once i had a dream, that worried me

Like a drunken guillotine

Lingering just above my head

Why, why, why, why?

Why was i born "the nine"

Cursed repeatedly

Who would know if i should die.

No one needed me

Doo doo doo doo doo



Dark and empty was the place to which i'd come

Cold and silent was the house my name was on

Nine rooms and a tomb in every one

S'dark and empty was the place to which i'd come



All at once my bones began to change

I was tall and young again,

Sweet as rain falling on the snow

Who, who, who, who?

Who is he, who am i, and

What laid in between?

How can i say goodbye? no one let me in

Can't see no need for nine no more

Now it's too late to open the door.


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