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TO THE SHORE
When your nine day feed is up and you've drained your loving cup come stands reeling to the shore
When the brave are coming out the dry fight and the dusty shout see you crawling on the floor
And diamond stars shine glitter bright gorgoing your sanhedralite
Words are falling to the floor glands stand pouring fruit trees now they glisten on the water line see how you are at the shore
I'm moving chrissie pretty flowers in the shutter maze haul up all your petty desires leave it lying down before
Wash away the rusty disease of your brown town days in your silver sea leave it dying at the door
Feather yell you've time to live open out your arms and breathe breathe
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh to the shore now
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh to the shore now |
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