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At the time of writing
The night was calm
The rain was driving
The savant was listening
And was whistling
To the sound of serine
But the sound of serine
Was a hydroxyl
And the savant was fighting
At the imprecision
When what was really meant was
The inaccurai

The savant was tasting
To the salt of cysteine
But the salt of cysteine
Was a disulfide
He could see the salt bridge
From the test of patience
From the cat and ani
On the ordered side
But to walk across it
From the blanket resting
Never host nor guesting
Often seemed a bridge too wide

Then the waves came first
Then the rays of first thirst
The disturbance rising
As the dark subsides

I know you'll understand me when I say
The savant was straight edge in the straightest way
The savant was straight edge
But the straight edge was
The bent coat of a crooked Christian
The crooked Christmas
Of a crestfallen saint
Chastening
The saintly patience
My saint's creation
I buried him with it in the pit
In the sarcophagal chamber
Next to the myocardial infarction danger

Oooo yeah free from sickness forever
And now it's all right, now it's all right

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from Singer On The Rain Day (A Candle In The Sun), released April 3, 2012

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