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von Half Cousin

The family photographer with the dark room violent streak
Is dredging the basin for the family face in the drink and the dream
And the fluorescent dustman with his comforting self-despite
Finds every morning these indian ink drawings of more half machines
Half machines
Sing and abide with me
Fast falls the evening tide
Darkening deepens oh
Darkening deepens oh
And if you had the time
Would you see it through
If you had the time to lose


When this war against style is only
Uncovering more style as a style in itself
And you′ve burnt out the eyes in the LP
Sleeves prized by your friends in the field
Your friends in the field
Sing and abide with me
Fast falls the evening tide
Darkening deepens oh
Darkening deepens oh
And if it came to mind
Would you see it through
If you had the mind to lose