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Smashing Pumpkins Teargarden By Kaleidyscope Vol 2

: Farther down along the range Where the wise ones kept at bay Those that wish secrets stay secret, for morning mass I tell myself, It's where I belong

when You know me And it's a sad state Of happiness If I confess To my loneliness Tangled in your body Spangled by the night time stars Tangled in your body Spangled by

They poison our sweet mother earth Destroy our sacred bodies To fill our mouths with junk and... They call this knowledge But knowing nothing Means knowing

Get on board, this train ain't going to stop. Where it's going, I don't know. You know, you know, you know. Wheels on fire, fields of decent desire.