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First there’s lights out, then there’s lock up
Masterpieces serving maximum sentences
It’s their own fault for being timeless
There’s a price to pay, and a consequence
All the galleries and museums
“Here’s your ticket, welcome to the tombs”
They’re just public mausoleums—
The living dead fill every room
But the most special are the most lonely
God, I pity the violins
In glass coffins, they keep coughin’
They’ve forgotten, forgotten how to sing

“All the Rowboats” by Regina Spektor
1 year ago