Twiddle - Nicodemus Portulay

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On a hot and sunny evening in the middle of July Nicodemus was appeasing what was once a healthy mind In his dark and gloomy basement on the sadder side of town The old man sat and pondered but no answer could be found In his orange velvet armchair legless on the floor He stared into a picture that was framed upon the wall As he drifted off to sleep his mind became awake ‘cause every night he comes alive protector of the gatе You can’t find me I’m lost inside your mind Nicodemus Portulay Undеrstanding what was undefined It was some time ago in the house of the know when he first laid his eyes on the prize He was certain indeed that his mind had the means to acquire the treasure in time He paced as he waited and fiercely debated the moment that soon would arrive And on that fine day with no more delay he weaseled his way inside The clickety moans as the cobblestone groans beneath his swiftly cane His age and decay impede in no way as he reaches the fog riddled plain As he was instructed he took the entrusted and set it below the oak tree Tap four times they said then four times again to find the answers you seek

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understanding what is undefined

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This song is like the froth at the top of the beer when the bar tender pours it off the tap; It tops it all off to make everything more delicious.