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What kind of eyes had I that words touched me more than fingers ever did? What torture and relief overtook me when I closed each precious lid? What catalyst made beauty so it poisoned me to tears? Whose voices were those that filled the back room and sang, "Oh, go back to the end. Oh, get back in the ground."? What kind of heart had I that it was hard and cold before the rest of me? What curse was on my mind to tell me everything would end in misery? And it was true and it was deep inside my soul and the voices in the back burst into laughter and sang, "Oh, go back to the end. Oh, get back in the ground." What kind of man was I to reset faith and doubt in everyone I could? What kind of fool was I to tell the honest truth to help and think it would? What mysteries of earth were here to keep me for so long? What other than the voices in the back room that sang, "Oh, go back to the end. Oh, get back in the ground."?y

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from The Misanthrope and his Doubtful Faith, released January 18, 2007
Brooks Strause-guitars, bass, banjo, organs and wood; Landon Strause-snare drum, bass drum, percussion, xylophone and accordion

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