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Clouds descending
I'm not policing what you think and dream I run into your thought from across the room Just another trick Can I weather this I've got a fever above my waist You got a squeeze box on your knee I know the truth is in between The 1st and the 40th drink Concertina, concertina A chill that bends this I swear you're the fiercest calm I've been in Concertina, concertina Try infrared this I swear you're the fiercest calm I've been in In the soul-quake happened here in a gass world Particle by particle she slowly changes She likes hanging chinese paper cuts Just another fix Can I weather this I got my fuzz all tipped to play I got a dub on your landscape Then there's your plicy of trancing The sauce without the blame Concertina, concertina A chill that bends this I swear you're the fiercest calm I've been in Concertina, concertina Try infrared this I swear you're the fiercest calm I've been in Too far too far too far It could all get way too cheerful concertina I've got a fever above my waist You got a squeeze box on your knee I know the truth lies in between The 1st and 40th drink Concertina, concertina A chill that bends this I swear you're the fiercest calm I've been in Concertina, concertina Try infrared this I swear you're the fiercest calm I've been in Clouds descending |
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It's four the morning
the end of December I'm writing you now, to see if you're better New York is cold, but I like where I'm living There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert You're living for nothing, though I hope you're keeping some kind of record, yes. Jane came by with a lock of your hair she said that you gave it to her on the night that you planned to go clear Did you ever go clear? Last time I saw you you looked so much older your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder I went to the station to meet every train but you came home alone without Lily Marlen You treated my woman to a flake of your life and when she came back she was nobody's wife, well I see you there with a rose in your teeth jut one more thin gypsy thief I see Jane's awake She sends her regards. What can I tell you my brother, my killer what can I possibly say I guess that I miss you I guess I forgive you I'm glad you stood in my way If you ever come by here for Jane or for me Well, your enemy is sleeping now and his woman is free, well Thanks for the trouble you took from her eyes I thought it was there for good so I never tried And Jane came by with a lock of your hair She said that she gave it to her on the night that you planned to go clear Sincerely, L. Cohen |
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Twinkle
by Tori Amos sure that star can twinkle and you're watching it do boy so hard boy so hard but I know a girl twice as hard and I'm sure said I'm sure she's watching it too no matter what she's got in her right dresser tied I know she's watching that star gonna twinkle gonna twinkle gonna twinkle and last time I knew she worked at an Abbey in Iona she said "I killed a man T I've gotta stay hidden in this Abbey" but I can see that star when she twinkles and she twinkles and I sure can that means I sure can that means I sure can so hard so hard |
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