Chalk Dust Torture - Phish - Trey Anastasio, Tom Marshall
But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned, as I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned? And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue, thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun. All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone. Can't this wait 'till I'm old, can't I live when I'm young?
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