---The Divine Comedy
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February 13, 2009
Gin-soaked Boy
I'm the darkness in the light,
I'm the leftness in the right;
I'm the rightness in the wrong,
I'm the shortness in the long;
I'm the goodness in the bad,
I'm the saneness in the mad;
I'm the sadness in the joy,
I'm the gin in the gin-soaked boy.
I'm the ghost in the machine,
I'm the genius in the gene;
I'm the beauty in the beast,
I'm the sunset in the east;
I'm the ruby in the dust,
I'm the trust in the mistrust;
I'm the Trojan Horse in Troy,
I'm the gin in the gin-soaked boy.
I'm the tiger's empty cage,
I'm the mystery's final page;
I'm the stranger's lonely glance,
I'm the hero's only chance;
I'm the undiscovered land,
I'm the single grain of sand;
I'm the christmas morning toy,
I'm the gin in the gin-soaked boy.
I'm the world you'll never see,
I'm the slave you'll never free;
I'm the truth you'll never know,
I'm the place you'll never go;
I'm the song you'll never hear,
I'm the course you'll never steer;
I'm the will you'll not destroy,
I'm the gin in the gin-soaked boy.
I'm the half-truth in the lie,
I'm the why not in the why;
I'm the last roll in the die,
I'm the old school in the tie;
I'm the spirit in the sky,
I'm the catcher in the rye;
I'm the twinkle in her eye,
I'm Jeff Goldblum in the fly.
Well, who am I?
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