Daniel Thomason Biography

If only I could turn you inside out...
And see the world that lives inside you...
I bet there's children that play tag near a rainbow that falls from your heart...
And a fountain that sprays stars from its spout...
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Caught between light and never ending nights, wielding words that I don't understand,
Where cats and pens dance alone in the bend of a hand that is holding all man.
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There is a mysterious twilight that shades my spire,
So they may not see me from the corner of their eyes,
I watch them dance a slow song,
It swells round my lifeless ears perfectly,
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My perspectives lessen with the very ballrooms I've crept in,
The swaying dancers that waltz along the quilted beige silk,
In each hand is a sweat that remembers a bet,
This bet that lingers under their dancing quartet,
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A great confusion towards the bounty of love,
A million on its head or more,
What are we to do but watch and squeal,
As the bounty is completed,
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