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I STARTED SOMETHING I COULDN'T FINISH
The lanes were silent
There was nothing, no one, nothing around for miles
I doused our friendly venture
With a hard-faced
Three-word gesture
I started something
I forced you to a zone
And you were clearly
Never meant to go
Hair brushed and parted
Typical me, typical me
Typical me
...And now I'm not too sure
I grabbed you by the guilded beams
Uh, that's what tradition means
And I doused another venture
With a gesture
That was ... absolutely vile
And now eighteen months' hard labour
Seems ... fair enough
And I forced you to a zone
And now I'm not too sure
OK Stephen ? ...Do that again ?