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Second Family Portrait
Radical Face
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My life started slow
In a town of idle minds
Where daydreams filled the space between our simple dramas
And my mom was strange
But she'd always liked to sew
And all my clothes smelled like the room I was born in
And my dad was calm, never used two words when one'd do
And my brother's hands were mischief bent, with no will to stop 'em
And on the whole
We lived simply and day-to-day
Our fears were trivial
They always died with every sunset
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When I was twelve
My affliction came to light
And I was told that some things I heard were only there in my head
But I couldn't tell
Which were real and which were not
And the question loomed over all I did, whether I could trust it
(Ah-ah-ah-ah)
(Ah-ah-ah-ah)
And I guess, over time, it became too much
And I was sent away at my mom's behest
'Cause she'd grown to fear me
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Now, I live up north
In the house for the broken heads
And my father comes and visits me
Whenever he can afford it
Sometimes, at night
When the voices quiet down
I find I hope that I am missed
And that they haven't forgot me
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