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This old Joshua tree will pray for me when I am dead and gone And you will pawn my rings away and go and stay with John I looked at you in my last breath but you didn't listen to what I said You left me by myself to die alone in my bed I crawled inside my head that night and looked for my God I screamed as I lost my way, got lost in the fog I followed the sound of howling dogs they lead me somewhere new Somewhere where I knew at last, I knew thst you weren't true The faires caught me before I died and said to me thus "We know a way for you to fly you just need some trust" I had little choice and in my weakest voice said "Show me what you got" They took me by the hand and dragged me to a parking lot They laid me out upon the ground and took my bounds from me They tore the teeth out from my mouth and now I cannot see They pried the nails from my fingers and toes and i never saw them again And now I am half a man, it's where the fun began They told me of a town they found marching east about a day Maybe I would meet my mind somehwere along the way But that's by the by as here I lie as I'm sure you knew I couldn't slip a thing past you, new dogs old tricks
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Mar 23, 2021
Mar 23, 2021 at 1:24 PM UTC
Hunter de Huntington's Last Days as Lying Finch
This old Joshua tree will pray for me when I am dead and gone And you will pawn my rings away and go and stay with John I looked at you in my last breath but you didn't listen to what I said You left me by myself to die alone in my bed I crawled inside my head that night and looked for my God I screamed as I lost my way, got lost in the fog I followed the sound of howling dogs they lead me somewhere new Somewhere where I knew at last, I knew thst you weren't true The faires caught me before I died and said to me thus "We know a way for you to fly you just need some trust" I had little choice and in my weakest voice said "Show me what you got" They took me by the hand and dragged me to a parking lot They laid me out upon the ground and took my bounds from me They tore the teeth out from my mouth and now I cannot see They pried the nails from my fingers and toes and i never saw them again And now I am half a man, it's where the fun began They told me of a town they found marching east about a day Maybe I would meet my mind somehwere along the way But that's by the by as here I lie as I'm sure you knew I couldn't slip a thing past you, new dogs old tricks
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Kealey
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Mar 23, 2021
Mar 23, 2021 at 1:24 PM UTC
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