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In the eyes and the brain, radiation.
Why's it happen? Tell me...
no one speaks up.
Surely somebody knows where it is made,
why this light glows inside
eyeballs and plants and brains and things?

Miracles don't happen anymore.
These days, they're written down, accounted for.
Cite empirical evidence, and we'll know the score:
it's bioluminescence.
it's autofluorescence.

The prodigal son wanders back to your door...
thankless and young� what's he wandered back for?
The answer's monetary: he hates being poor.
You're a fiscal commodity.
He's got autoimmunity

(Thanks to Alison Conard for these lyrics)

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