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By Iron and Wine, In the failing light of the afternoon
Lucy in the
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By Iron and Wine, Say, say something nice to her
Fragrant and sturdier
Delicate hands for
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By Iron and Wine, Love was a promise made of smoke
In a frozen copse
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By Iron and Wine, There's a prison on Route 41
Home to my father, first
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By Iron and Wine, Dust gets red, and red dust plays
On the wind
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By Iron and Wine, In our days, we will live
Like our ghosts will live
Pitching
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By Iron and Wine, Beyond the ridge to the left, you asked me what
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By Iron and Wine, You returned the book unfinished about a girl with raven
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By Iron and Wine, And if I died at twenty-three
Would you bury me in
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By Iron and Wine, Two flat tires on the Model T
Two birds fighting for
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By Iron and Wine, Gathered my luck and I went with my brother
To where
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By Iron and Wine, Call your boys now that the table's set and shining
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By Iron and Wine, Is there a race involved?
You run and hide, you get
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By Iron and Wine, The kettle burned because I left it too long
When we
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By Iron and Wine, I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
You were talking
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By Iron and Wine, Magazines and paperbacks, the perfect rainy day
Jenny's packed the car
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By Iron and Wine, Hello, cowgirl in the sand
Is this place at your command?
Can
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By Iron and Wine, Give this stone to my brother
Because we found it
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By Iron and Wine, And though our fathers' fathers slept in stolen houses
All that's
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By Iron and Wine, A fistful of roses ain’t the best thing I could
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By Iron and Wine, Awake through the night, and this flood water around her
Reminds
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By Iron and Wine, There is a house by the sea
Two jealous sisters, they're
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By Iron and Wine, Cain got a milk-eyed mule from the auction
Abel got a
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By Iron and Wine, (Instrumental)
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By Iron and Wine, Day walks out and there's no sound
There's a candle burning
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By Iron and Wine, I've seen her as she wakes up in the morning
She
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By Iron and Wine, Walk on lightly far from sorrow
Walk and meet me, we'll
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By Iron and Wine, Mary Anne, do you remember
The tree by the river
When we
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By Iron and Wine, Well hello Mr. Soul, I dropped by to pick up
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By Iron and Wine, Black dog bit through the keeper’s chain
Small and angry when
