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Uncle Uncle
(White)
I want to follow you down the broken path of in-articulation.
And when we've made it there to where the cat has gotten your tongue.
She's had enough of it wagging while it made no sense.
She says "can't you, please, give me words that I'll understand?"
I surrender.
Uncle, uncle.
I surrender, I give up.
It used to be that I could tell you everything the way I thought it.
The past comes haunting me. I couldn't guess how much you would mind.
Here, in the present tense, I say nothing to bring you comfort.
You know it's hard for me to say the words that you'll understand.
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