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By Kristin Hersh, 37 Hours
By now, I should know where you're going
By now
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By Kristin Hersh, A loon
Some store
I'm not going back there anymore
Wandered in
Don't think
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By Kristin Hersh, Amazing Grace
Amazing Grace
How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like
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By Kristin Hersh, Banks of the Ohio
My love asked me, to take a
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By Kristin Hersh, Beestung
Start with your fingers
They finger the change
That carries me
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By Kristin Hersh, Can The Circle Be Unbroken
(One, two)
I was standing
By the
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By Kristin Hersh, Cartoons
This war's Ok
In a sweet old fashioned way
Like a game
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By Kristin Hersh, Clay Feet
This is no time to fuck up
Scooting around the
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By Kristin Hersh, Cold water coming
That filthy stare
He's on a tear
Cold water coming
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By Kristin Hersh, GLINDA
Elphaba, why couldn’t you have stayed calm, for once? Instead
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By Kristin Hersh, Echo
White label on the backseat
Glows an artificial green
I crave a
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By Kristin Hersh, Everybody's Got Something to Hide Except for Me and My
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By Kristin Hersh, Flipside
There's always drooling zombies
Or at least on dick
I'm having trouble
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By Kristin Hersh, Fog
Walk a mile, then walk another mile
When you hit the
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By Kristin Hersh, Gazebo tree
That sky is a-shine with sheen
Those eyes are a
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By Kristin Hersh, Heaven
In the race but out of step
You struggle to hold
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By Kristin Hersh, Home
Hey again, up for a spin ?
Pretty rain makes you
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By Kristin Hersh, Houdini Blues
Oh no, don't you put me in that box
You
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By Kristin Hersh, I Never Will Marry
One day as I rambled down by
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By Kristin Hersh, Jesus Christ
Angels from the realms of glory
Stars shone bright above
Royal
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By Kristin Hersh, Like you
Excuse me, a doormat is good honest work
Only the
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By Kristin Hersh, Little Birdy
Little birdy, little birdy
What makes you fly so high?
It's
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By Kristin Hersh, Me and my charms
You can come back
When you want
Just know
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By Kristin Hersh, you paint your own tv on the wall
carve out insects
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By Kristin Hersh, i couldn’t sleep anyway
the hole you left is full of
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By Kristin Hersh, Panic Pure
( Vic Chesnutt Cover )
My earliest memory is of
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By Kristin Hersh, Poor Ellen Smith
Come all you kind people, my story to
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By Kristin Hersh, Rock candy brains
Must've been on mushrooms when you wrote that
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By Kristin Hersh, San Francisco
Breakfast at the movies
Gatorade and blackjack on the bed
God
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By Kristin Hersh, Silica
Let the ache out
Spread it around
You want to fly him