Right now oblivion
Is all I want
Through that door
Is all I want
A sad shake of the fates
Grew this day
Through potted clay
A baby in my lap
I wept to my mother
She won't turn me away
And before you, God, I sat puzzled
and frightened of this life
Right now oblivion
Is all I want
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