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Come in from the fields, the wars

2024-09-01 14:37
sovay: (Rotwang)
Rabbit, rabbit! I look over the last month and I can't tell where it went except that it sure wasn't into sleep. A ghost summer. The light has definitely shifted for fall.
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  • Come in from the fields, the wars

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  • 1: You know this city like the back of your hand, but deep roots are holding me down
  • 2: Here we are in the summer rain again
  • 3: Now I'm walking round the city just waiting to come to
  • 4: You're on, music master
  • 5: Be my hand on the oar to row to eternity
  • 6: To cormorant to samphire to plover
  • 7: I'm the left hand ticking on the timeless clock
  • 8: Hope and anger in the ink and on the streets

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