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By Brave Saint Saturn, I am the ghost
Of haunting hope
A trailing phantom
Some withering wisp
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By Brave Saint Saturn, There is no doubt today
The cynics and the critics have
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By Brave Saint Saturn, You're biting your lip now,
I know 'cause you do
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By Brave Saint Saturn, I've been breaking my back... yeah,
only to show You,
how
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By Brave Saint Saturn, I was the future,
In nineteen-ninety-five
I watched the flashbulbs burst,
Whenever I'd
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By Brave Saint Saturn, Starling
Music and Lyrics by Reese Roper from album Anti-Meridian
Filthy bird
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By Brave Saint Saturn, In this broken place where I was born
It seems there
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By Brave Saint Saturn, Hold your hands to the dying fire's final glow
Warm yourself
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By Brave Saint Saturn, Tiny speakers are mounted into the ceiling
Barely visible next to
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By Brave Saint Saturn, If the throttle is pulled
Back to burn through the fuel
And
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By Brave Saint Saturn, "They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go
