backwards forwardsthey keep marching ontoo late don't thinki can stop
walkin all the way with 'ol saint nickto a place
it's all being bornthe year of my sisterall the years
but then you never did listen to mecan't say i
do you remember lying on a grapefruitin the solemn of
hey zoehey zoe why do you stareyour motheryour mother she
there's this little girl who lives down the street from
big heavy thingsseem so dumbjust like bellsthirty timesstart to swellmarch
norman coffin's got a tattoo for mehe keeps it underneath
paper box hellomrs. green i have to gobright light black
took some time but there areso many things i finally
it's been forty-five nightsand fifteen moonsi've been searchingfor a path
a day of compassionthat might be the curewe can stop
june plays her guitarevery night at two a.m.i hear her
i am walking on the line where fish decidewhich way
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