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We were made to let go. Why do you cling to the. Falling leaves and. 'for sale' things. We're imaginary,. We've always been. We've always been. . Have they taken your.
You can close your eyes. Pretend that you are somebody else. A territory far away. You can live your life. You can just be anybody but yourself. Floating in the universe.
A terrible man, a desperate. attempt to make amends. wrote a song for a girl or. could not but just imagined,. about something he read. once, about static and.
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We were tripping tripping tripping tripping, tripping along. While you're orbiting, might I?. While you're orbiting, might I?. Lick you sticky sticky sticky sticky, sticky and sweep.
They came down from the mountain. They strayed too long from the fountain. And all the while. All the while they longed for us. . But I won't betray you.
They came down from the mountain. They strayed too long from the fountain. And all the while. All the while they longed for us. . But I won't betray you.
Come the war. Come the avarice. Come the war. Come hell. . Come attrition. Come the reek of bones. Come attrition. Come hell. . And this is why. Why we fight.
Gray Jean was a river child. Born down by the river wild. Said hey, what ya wanna be?. Nobody's gonna? Me. . And she wants you but you won't do. And it won't leave you alone.
Colin:. . Mother I can hear your foot-fall now. Soft disturbance in the dead-fall how. It proceeds you like a black smoke pall. Still the wanting comes in waves.
PART I. . crone: here upon this pillow. made of reed and willow. you're a fickle little twister. are you sweet on your sister?. your fallow won't leave you alone..
I had entered into a marriage. In the summer of my twenty-first year. And the bells rang for our wedding. Only now do I remember it clear. Alright, alright, alright.
We know, we know. We belong to ya. We know you built your life around us. And would we change?. We had to change, some. You know. To belong to you. . We know, we know.
I'm made of bones of the branches the boughs and the brow-beating light. While my feet are the trunks and my head is the canopy high. And my fingers extend to the leaves in the eves, and the bright.
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Sing news with passion of the pistol. Sing news of the warning by the whistle. A night so dark in the waning. A dawn obscured by slight sky raining. .
Two, three, four!. . I got a gun, I got a girl. I got a bullet-proof plan to pull. The perfect crime. I got the perfect crime. . I got a warehouse down at the docks.
In the Kingdom of Spain. There are such colours. They defy any name. Like drab and dolor. Oh the King and the Queen of Spain. With their long unpronouncable names.
As I was rambled. Down by the water. I spied in sable. the landlord's daughter. Produced my pistol, then my saber. To make no whistle or thou will be murdered.