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Counting Shivas in her sleep (for Kate Bush)She sits in the middle of a country barn. / Just clouds come and go. / She weaves a shawl, she weave
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Crippled OrnamentsSimple, Ignorant and / Violently happy. / A lifetime’s days / In a daze. / A crippled ornament, / De
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SublimeAm I afraid of easy chords. / Silly Rhymes and cheesy words, / To get myself into the loop, / Become
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Peacefully ObsceneYou’ll want your God to close his eyes / And forget he ever had a memory, / When you hear what’s on
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Keep Believin'Keep Believin’ / Keep Believin’ / She’s not leavin’ / But peelin’ away some time / You won’t find th
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Hallelujah!It’s a little bit of something / It’s a little bit of somewhere / It’s a little bit of someone / Sin
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He’s Holdin’ onBe all my sins / And all my wishes / Wrapped in one. / Your cold hand / Warms itself on me. / My jaw
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Red Lives.Red lives, No Technicolour. / Red lives, No Technicolour. / Why am I, / Why am I sighing? / Old bowl
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Gone Too FarBuddha’s at the bar / Skulling pints and starting fights / And causing war. / Gone too far. / His li
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W***S. M*****S.Words. Matter. / Word Matters. / Words Matter. / Word Matter.
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