They will remember us
as some dim tailing off
of something long and slow and stupid
they won't think ill of us
they won't look back and cuss
so dim and dull and deadly sweet as cupid
the ecstasy of gold
already taking hold
the mindless clinging to the weight that's sinking
is just a symbol too
no real thing it's true
so you best sniff that no name mix you're drinking
what
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