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Deep into music theory, I made this song's verses an exercise in second inversion chords and mode mixture. But the more memorable part is the chorus, which might actually be the prettiest thing I wrote in that whole year.

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Feet of Clay

It seems tonight I’ve run out of words
The pestering beings that I cannot find
Though countless sensations of sadness and fear
Rip their way from my loins up the spine
It seems tonight I’ve run out of space
Malevolent faces and walls bearing down
And there’s no one so constant and real as to hear
My babble of havoc abound

So hello strange and silent boy
With skin a lead and gold alloy
My feet of clay you built me high
My jaw is shut and you ask why
With no hello and no goodbye
I turn away from joy

It seems tonight they get what they want
A servant a slave of labor subject
To study the mania not in my head
But they somehow to me still connect
It seems tonight I have grappled my way
On a circus wheel spinning to carry me home
The illusion of progress is visually false
And I’m washed to the rocks by the foam

So twitch and scream for once don’t open up
So gnash and lash and cry you’ve had enough

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