The docks, the clocks
A whisper woke him up
The smell of water would resume
The cave, waves
Of light, the unreal night
Flat curving of a room
It gets funny

Prove it
Just the facts
The confidential

Now this case, this case, this case that I
I've been workin' on so long, so long

First you creep, then you leap
Up about a hundred feet
You're in so deep
That you could write a book
Chirp, chirp, birds
They're giving you the words
A word is just a feeling you undertook

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Just the facts
The confidential

This case, this case, this case that I
I've been workin' on so long
So long

Now the rose, how it slows
You in such colorless clothes
Fantastic, you lose your sense of human
Project, (rotect
It's warm and it's calm and it's perfect
It's too, too, too
To put a finger on

Prove it
Just the facts
The confidential

This case, this case, this case that I
I've been workin' on so long, so long

This case is closed

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Writer(s): Tom Verlaine