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tall grass, broken glass tall grass, broken glass Shredded soles Along the slate shoals Shredded souls Oh, where my heart goes Tall grass, broken glass Thorns aplenty and dust to ash Rotted bodies Of water and trash Thorns serrated- sulks in the grass with- broken glass, ash to ash Still the rivers flows Over rocks and stones And washes away, every smitten day Begotten mud forms Compressed into stone or primordial bones with a spirit on loan nevertheless We will have our tall grass We will make our broken glass And as the mountains burn to the ground we'll shrug and state "ash to ash."
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Jun 27, 2018
Jun 27, 2018 at 6:22 PM UTC
Tall grass, Broken glass
tall grass, broken glass tall grass, broken glass Shredded soles Along the slate shoals Shredded souls Oh, where my heart goes Tall grass, broken glass Thorns aplenty and dust to ash Rotted bodies Of water and trash Thorns serrated- sulks in the grass with- broken glass, ash to ash Still the rivers flows Over rocks and stones And washes away, every smitten day Begotten mud forms Compressed into stone or primordial bones with a spirit on loan nevertheless We will have our tall grass We will make our broken glass And as the mountains burn to the ground we'll shrug and state "ash to ash."
I cut my hand on some slate
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Gypsytroubadour
Jun 27, 2018
Jun 27, 2018 at 6:22 PM UTC
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