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Up and over We go through the waving undertow I will float until I learn how to swim Inside my mother in a garbage bin Until I find myself again Again Up and over We go mouths open wide and spilling snow I will spit until I learn how to speak Up through the doorway as the sideboards creak With them ever proclaiming me Me Up and over Eyes open wide into down below I will shout until they know what I mean I mean the marriage of a dead dog sing And a synthetic flying machine Machine OK