They beat him til he broke in two
Bit harder than they meant
No driver but the aching world
It falls and loves descent
Trees on tiptoe looking up
A million eyes a blinking hill
No clutching hand to turn me on
No foot to force my thrill
They beat him til he broke in two
And half of him they locked in me
I didn
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