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I stood inside your pool in some palm setting reel
A picture on a screen there sat you and me And i comb the wire for a lock of papier-mache I build a tower for you to portray You let go of my hand and acted like we never touched Like some harbour a ship never brushed I am the floor pile walk over me My light has grown tired paint over me All at once i just can't abide i fear On the cobble swims a king with a hearty smile |
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Under the carport that has no spring
Cement floors where the creatures ring And your mother she never calls Says you're the cause of all her pain But all these things don't carry camelot Through the betrayed all these things Don't hold form with a stout cord and chain You are out of sorts and ready to retire On the brink of my answer i fell asleep For a little while |
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I croon like a lumber crane
Sank quick inside your snare Her fellow steps across my head I'm her colt and she's my mare Dense falls across my face That's the source i won't contemplate You can't tear my shell away |
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Shade calls the bone marrow she left a stage so bare
And everyone clapped to see you rise so gracefully What a fright on such a beautiful night The soldiers rang around my head The flies ate the called cabs Everyone says i'm scared not you you believe i'm dead |
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I'm rushing a lamppost fevers got me
I'm thawing my best jokes but i sat alone With the captain of the quarantine I chewed my way through my boat I paddled with feathers i fell snug in a fish snare My faulty fins fell impaired You boasted about your coins I seared back your wooden charm You shelved my affections |
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You eloped with a bout of slurs
Flew the hedge with a pace I must convey when i feel good then i pay Keep quiet about my lane Lost you through distaste |
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Built a house made out of blood
Fought the serpent and his thugs Played the game fought the fought All wrapped you astound me living life through Your sleep Yard grass in flight on the ledge we fly Yard grass in flight the serpent has moved from sight |
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I'm never gonna live in that room with you
Weathered from seeing the upside Choking on my own smile I float around with my heavy crown Grease the coil to watch it unwind It feels so fitting to cover things with gauze Sever the from the outcome When what's existing subsides |
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