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Or For Me Or Us?
04:05
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Your news is lazy though I faltered
Every line caused cheeks to wince
My back lent on painted stars
Rusted hair curls in this softest rain
It's your green tunic, dipped in rare bouquet
That let me be
Fed from a plate on the floor
To make me full and clearer
There's beauty in this still, maybe we'll be blessed
With love in spring, and I'd trick these tin feet
To feed again from a plate on the floor
To make me full and clearer
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She, lit like a lantern
Combing the summer’s night air
She says: “Man its complex
There is no reason
To what I am feeling
And like a feeling I’m floating around”
Out in the halls
A crypt servant calls
Decrepit and languid
She knows me too well
Its a fear of a fear
And still its unclear
That burdens could fall from the trees
Rotting their ways
As the clouds carry rain
She says “Have I spoken untrue
Turned you against you
If only you’d listened
You could’ve kept something
Belonging to me
A box full of music
Or the lace of my boot
Like only a lover
Ever really could"
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