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Silk
Waking up in the morning, alone Somebody selfish, whom I love - you - has left the country just like that There's tender snow across the fields I suffer at the view I doubt the shallow bliss You remain a mystery to me
(2003) |
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After summer gives away to strong, potent wind morning needs calm people drinking delicious caffeined coffee, a sacredly flavored liquid, have it glassed, go shower, work, stagger me as evening blossoms
(Fall 2002) |
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SOUL
An aching soul a dead break It's strange to imagine you abject I peek outside, take a glimpse at the world I see a streak of fair weather I squeeze my teddy bear, buy a pair of shoes How trenchant you sprinkle danger everywhere! The answer is your soul isn't wise
(2003) |
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Bliss
Blame guides me down to perish in mad dust The legal verdict knocks against my door and death enters The score never meets the music, everything's a blur and my excuse is crazy
(Jan 2003) |
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