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It's a little spooky if I think of it at all whenever I come in here words start bouncing off the walls some hocus pocus in these crosses that I hang turns a prayer into a boomerang I say, "When will the chosen act?" and the words come falling back "How long will you stand by?" There is no reply, only echoes Start a bush on fire if it means a little proof but don't let these phrases just float up and hit the roof this room where I think answering belongs always shifts and sounds a question twice as strong I say, "When will the chosen act?" and the words keep turning back "How long will you stand by?" There is no reply, only echoes Maybe the Universe is clogging up Your ears in Your old age You're just repeating what You hear