Sunday morning my Rebecca's sleeping in with me again there's a kid outside the church kicking a can when the ceder branches twist she turns her collar
Love was a promise made of smoke In a frozen copse of trees A bone cold and older than our bodies Slowly floating in the sea Every morning there were
Run like a race for family When you hear like you're alone The rusted gears of morning To faceless busy phones We gladly run in circles But the shape
Put down Your paper plate Come to the table made Deep blue China Found on the table by the wine So fine Well it brings out flavor Like You bring out
the iron cup To have a glass of wine To have an iron cup of wine Dear, to drink it down there A drunken pair Goodbye, despair One night is 'til one morning
Water-walker, immune to all physical torture Pull out fast in a Porsche, upon a double-crosser My penis rise up in the morning like a Phoenix And blast iron
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s ours my boys," the Captain grinned "and no one left to tell." The Captain rose from a silk divan With a pistol in his fist And shot the lock from an iron
me up oh lift me now Let me see the man I love one more time Broken by starvation and poverty While the iron masters sip their wine Young and old
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