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  • The Recluse
  • Art Is Hard
  • A Gentleman Caller
  • Butcher the Song
  • The Ugly Organist
  • Herald! Frankenstein
  • Sierra
  • Bloody Murderer
  • Driftwood: A Fairy Tale
  • Harold Weathervein
  • Staying Alive
  • The Martyr
  • Dorothy At Forty
  • The Casualty
  • Some Red Handed Slight of Hand
  • Bad Sects
  • The Radiator Hums
  • The Lament of Pretty Baby
  • A Red So Deep
  • Shallow Means, Deep Ends
  • Making Friends And Acquaintances
  • The Night I Lost the Will To Fight
  • The Game Of Who Needs Who The Worst
  • From The Hips
  • Big Bang
  • Some Red Handed Sleight of Hand
  • The Great Decay
  • Dorothy Dreams Of Tornadoes
  • Flag And Family
  • At Conception
  • Retreat!
  • So-So Gigolo
  • Opening The Hymnal/Babies
  • The Sunks
  • Into The Fold
  • Sink To The Beat
  • Rise Up! Rise Up!
  • Bad Science
  • Hymns For The Heathen
  • Fairytales Tell Tales
  • After the Movies
  • The Rhyme Scheme
  • Tall Tales, Telltales
  • I Couldn't Love You
  • In The Now
  • Semantics of Sermon
  • Tempest
  • A Career in Transcendence
  • The Road to Financial Stability
  • Donkeys

In the desert, where the cities are made of gold
There's a girl playing hopscotch with pink ribbon pigtails
And her mom calls out from an apartment balcony
"Come on baby, your bath is ready! It's almost time for sleep!"
And I wonder, who's the father...
And I wonder what they call her... oh, Sierra

Does her mother smoke or does she jog every morning?
Does she drink when she thinks about me?
Or doesn't she need to drink?
Does she have a man who works a nine-to-five?
...

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