An Epidemic Touch

Bear Quartet · I Have An Itch EP [2005]

an epidemic touch did you feel that

a walk without a crutch, can I have it back

the ghost came out of the closet

compared its ectoplasm with daily life



and it smelled of cynicism

reckoned it was still alive



now every night I must try to match its stride

walk on by with blood red eyes

where we stood in line

where we stood in line

where we stood in line

where we stood in line

where we stood in line



not captured just surrounded

by the laser-guided

getting their money's worth

regressing to their time of birth



takes up lying again

makes a ghost of bottled spirits



now every night I must resist

drinking and what goes with it

walk on by with blood red eyes

where we stood in line

where we stood in line

where we stood in line

where we stood in line

where we stood in line



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