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Apr 2014
88 pines near the western sign
Oh her sighs smell of apple dew wine
Can I see your smile?
Can I see your crown?
Won't you be my doll and
Turn that frown
Upside down?

I saw you by the river,
Rushing wild, bubbling, an' reflecting gold
Were you the angel
Everyone was speaking of?
Or were you the devil
That was never to be spoken of?

Heart broken sun, tangerine tinted moon
Though she took my hand at high noon,
She left me soon as she heard her ex's tune.
I couldn't take it, I couldn't hear it, she made me
All the things I never knew I'd ever dread.

Plush green, worn and tired tires
Someone's near me, telling a truthful lie
I smell a rat
I see a smile
Every lover I've known
Has always walked
The long and lonesome mile.

This kind of place
I'm just so sick of it
Here I hear the scream
Of a single ****** wrapped in
Persian rugs, metallic silver splintered
With the false promises of
Wealths comforts
An easy fix of thinning thunder

Old man raspy
He's so alone
He's so long gone and blue
Though' he's always whispering
I know he's always thinking
Of a girl named Sue

Each heart you take
Is a soul you make
Into a song you stone
Into an eternal epitome

Got no structure
See no sea
The sister is weak
What can it be?

I break my wrist for the forgotten page
Each actor lives just like the liver does on the world of the stage
Outdated is reality outside of the cage
She told me her love was gone
That she would soon have to be away.
Written by
Mitchell
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