Now the time has come to speak
I was not able
And water through a rusted pipe
Could make the sense that I do
Gurgle, mutter
Hiss, stutter
Moan the words like water
Rush and foam and choke
Having waited
This long of a winter
I fear I only
Croak and sigh
Somewhere deep within
Hear the creak
That lets the tale begin
Now the time has come to move
I was not able
Water through a rusted pipe
Could make the moves that I do
Stagger, stumble
Trip, fumble
I fear I only
Slip and slide
Somewhere deep within
Hear the creak
That lets the tale begin
Somewhere deep within
Hear the creak
That lets the tale begin
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