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FALLING THROUGH THE CRACKS
words/music: bill mallonee (admin BMI 2015)

I heard it in the gilded voices of the past
a record spinning 'round on a phonograph
From a basement full of dust to the treading of the path
Fallin' through the cracks

Take another swallow; take another breath
one life poured out in a million little deaths
You can saturate magnetic tape & bleed through the playback
Fallin' through the cracks

Ya' oughta gather up that soul of yours or whatever is left
numbness holds a clarity all unto itself
Somewhere 'tween the top shelf & that monkey on your back
Fallin' through the cracks

Well, the image starts to break-up but it first came as a gift
The chemicals? They wash out what'er they come in contact with
I heard a record spinning 'round on a phonograph
Fallin' through the cracks

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