From the album The Pink Noise Session

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cashing in on the labyrinth
“come and go,” says The Myth
she strolls in thought, in time
the umbrella vice puts down her rhyme

the jamboree has interloped
kashmir dresses in bicycle spokes
she wipes dust from her overcoat
dries her eyes, clears her throat

she is the peasant of light once passed
she is the peasant once passed
she is the peasant of light once passed

yeah the oracle has ejected
statues feel stuffy and rejected
so let her unsling the weapon
as the peasant of light once passed

she is the peasant of light once passed
she is the peasant once passed
she is the peasant of light once passed