A trippy song about some forlorn nails.

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I was incredibly tired and I just dreamed up this bizarre song.

He said to the others,
Where are your brothers,
Where are your kin?
I'm sorry papa,
I seem to have lost 'em,
In the void once again.

Let there be nails,
drifting in hypertension,
Let there be nails,
In another dimension,
see them rise again,
see them rise again,
Into the sun.

We're nailed to the ceiling,
The dry paint is peeling,
why are we here?
We have been nailed here,
gleefully impaled here,
To someone's ear.