.In a open field at dusk
To footfalls I awoke.
Marching ants acroos my temples, ooh.
Their feet had no intention,
They followed some magnetic draw.
Prisoners of their distenation.
From the slats of the factory come
Where once they did make rails.
Old debts, partic.
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