Miniature Alas!
We don’t need choir in our voice
We don’t need puzzle in our face
Or feelings in our face
Or feeling in our face re-mapped
I don’t need science in my love
I don’t need everybody’s hope
I don’t need god beside a culture shock
Or waves of maternal elope
This is a time not to be forgotten but never craved
I don’t need answers nor a secretary
Nor a wooden frame

Hey did you see the old bazaar
Did it crumble over time
Hey did you open up the wine
The comma breaks the colour dye

Miniature Alas!
We don’t need choir in our voice
We don’t need puzzle in our face
All figures in our place collapse
We don’t need science in our love
We don’t need everybody’s hope
We’re never slept so sound and with delight
We own our heart attack

Hey did you see the old bazaar
Did it crumble over time
Hey did you open up the wine
The comma breaks the colour dye

Miniature Alas!
We don’t need choir in our voice
We don’t need puzzle in our face
Or future dictators re-hashed


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