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Thank you for this bitter knowledge, guardian angels who left me stranded
It was worth it, feeling abandoned
Makes one hardened, but what has happened to love?
You got me writing lyrics on postcards, then in the evening looking at the stars
But the brightest of the planets is Mars, then what has happened to love?
So I will opt for the big white limo, vanity fairgrounds, and rebel angels
You can't be trusted with feathers so hollow
Your heaven's inventions, steel-eyed vampires of love
You see over me, I'll never know what you have shown to other eyes
Go or go ahead and surprise me
Say you've lead the way to a mirage
Go or go ahead and just try me
Nowhere's now here smelling of junipers
Fell off the hay bales, I'm over the rainbows
But of Medusa, kiss me and crucify,
This unholy notion of the mythic power of love
Look in her eyes, look in her eyes, forget about the ones that are crying
Look in her eyes, look in her eyes, forget about the ones that are crying
Go or go ahead, go or go ahead, go or go ahead and surprise me
Go or go ahead, go or go ahead, go or go ahead and just try me
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- Mars - fourth planet from the Sun, named after the Roman god of war; also known as the "Red Planet"
- vampires - mythical creatures who overcome death by sucking blood from living humans
- Medusa - mythological serpent-goddess who turned people to stone by looking at them
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- "I'm a little nervous talking about this one. It was written a couple of years ago on a horrible, frightening drug crash. The lyrics came to me fast and furious. I was shattered, and I had to resort to mythological metaphors in order to express what I was feeling. It was a very Rimbaud moment for me. It was about facing addiction, or facing this person I'd become. It was me fighting for my life, because it had become a battle at that point. The voices in the chorus are like the Furies; that song is my Orpheus Ascending."
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