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The cat

I remember the rye fields near Prague
Where one night my skull popped open
Like a lollipop in a child’s mouth
And I saw Infinity for the first time.

There were cats shining and mewing
Everything was born of the cat
That’s why we are still mewing.

Inside that cat was another cat
Even more beautiful
From his mouth flew butterflies
And from his ears sprang three old towers.

All animals came to honor this cat
Even the man, but the last one in the cue
That’s why we are still mewing.

Rye fields near Prague
Golden moon in our heads
Stars in our mouths
Slowly cuddling and mewing.

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from The album, released January 30, 2016

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