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Scarlet whale starts swimming on the couch pillow
On landscape painting, wind comes to shake the willow
In the corner rises on his paws and stretches the porcelain dog
All the house comes to life and buzzes at six o’clock

The girl in purple always enters and finds her chair
Crosses cozily her legs, and lets down black hair, 
And for hours on end, she says nothing at all
Only smiles about something as the evening falls

Down the corridor, mirrors glisten and fade
I open the garage door, find a rake and a spade
It’s going to take all night and day and another night
To do things right

I am digging two graves, for you and for me
Wiping constantly my brow, oh it’s hard to see,
And the girl in the purple throws me one look
Through the window, and picks up herself a book

Leave the vengeance to me thus says the Lord
But the house wants to hear nothing of the sort
Walls whistle and cheer, chimney dances in the dark 
And my porcelain dog runs circles and barks

While I’m digging two graves, for both of us,
While green angel of joy starts singing in grass
While I load my non-existing Glock 
Because it’s six o’clock

The girl in purple puts back the book on the shelf
Tiredly steps out, I am all  by myself
Standing over two graves with the bleeding hands
Only nothing ends

See how the scarlet whale starts to swim off pillow
Hear how branches whisper on the painted willow,
Listen to the key turning in the lock
Because it’s six o’clock
Again, it’s six o’clock

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