Lady Lazarus
what it s like
Iâm gonna tell you what itâs like to be
Iâm gonna tell you what itâs like to be me
Leaves are falling in the pond
â¦and old brown stones
Thereâs a boy dreaming of me
But his mother is calling him
What itâs like to be,
Iâm gonna tell you what itâs like to be me
The ⦠we were
I donât want to â¦
Somewhere ⦠listening
To stretch to use beyond the â¦
What itâs like to be,
And Iâm gonna tell you what itâs like to be
The child gives birth to the man
That the man forgets whose mother
Do you â¦
And ⦠past bridges, â¦
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