Quote:
Originally Posted by Porch Dweller
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain, you would not understand
This is not how I am...
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[And then later]
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move, but I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look, but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown
The dream is gone...
What follows, of course, after that last omitted all-important verse, is the greatest guitar solo ever. Of all time. Forever.
http://youtu.be/G4i8tzFbTAk