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The Carpet Crawlers

There is lambswool under my naked feet.

The wool is soft and warm,

Gives off some kind of heat.

A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed.

Imaginary creatures are trapped in birth on celluloid.

The fleas cling to the golden fleece,

Hoping they'll find peace

Each thought and gesture are caught in celluloid.

There's no hiding in my memory

There's no room to voidThe crawlers cover the floor in the red ocher corridor

For my second sight of people, they've more lifeblood than before

They're moving. They're moving in time to a heavy wooden door

Where the needle's eye is winking, closing in on the poor

The carpet crawlers heed their callers:

"We've got to get in to get out

We've got to get in to get out."There's only one direction in the faces that I see

It's upward to the ceiling, where the chambers said to be

Like the forest fight for sunlight, that takes root in every tree

They are pulled up by the magnet, believing that they're free

The carpet crawlers heed their callers

"We've got to get in to get out

We've got to get in to get out."Mild mannered supermen are held in kryptonite,

And the wise and foolish virgins giggle with their bodies glowing bright

Through a door a harvest feast is lit by candlelight

It's the bottom of a staircase that spirals out of sight

The carpet crawlers heed their callers

"We've got to get in to get out

We've got to get in to get out."

Songwriters

GABRIEL, PETER / HACKETT, STEVE / COLLINS, PHIL / BANKS, ANTHONY / RUTHERFORD, MICHAELPublished by

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