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I love my telescope and I love looking out my window with it at night The moon is so close, I can almost touch it But I can't see Olympia tonight, she's usually right there in her room sitting, in her calm and quiet way And her cat, that white cat glowing like a full moon he's always sleeping, sleeping right there in her lap There's a cat on a rooftop over me There's a cat in a doorway under me There's a cat in window by a tree There's a cat and he's looking back at me But there's Olympia's cat, he's up on the roof, peacefully napping in the moonlight And there's another cat, amazing he looks just like the other one And over there in that doorway there's another one and they're identical, how strange And there's another... There's a cat and he's crying in the street There's a cat and he's hiding quietly There's a cat and he's not quite right I see Seven cats and they look alike to me There's someone coming up the street He's all hunched over, kind of sneaking along like he doesn't want anybody to see him He's just slinking from shadow to shadow "Yeah, it kinda looks like the guy from that shop where I bought the telescope, yeah, that's him, yeah, I'm pretty sure that's him and What's he doing? He's stopping in front of the Professor's basement door He looks like he's picking the lock, he's breaking into the prefoessors basement Hey, I've got to stop him Hey you, okay, stop what are you doing? What is in that box? Alright give me that, give me that box Hey, the box is falling, it's falling Hey, come back here! Hey, what is that? What's that I feel on the ground, it's so dark in here Oh, he dropped his flashlight, oh, good well now I can see a little It looks like the box came open, It's eyeballs, eyeballs on the floor And what's that? It's a body, it's Olypias body and she doesn't have any eyes What is this place? It looks like some kind of a laboratory And there's all these heads sitting on shelves Heads, dozens of heads, eyeless heads and they all look just like Olympia, oh, God, Olympia He saw sightless souls and they look alike They can't look back at all I saw some swollen seaweed surrounding me like eels coming from a cloudy mass of me that never heals The mass became a blister bursting open and revealed a dark and luscious liquid that became my favorite meal