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This is about angels who fly through bathroom windows at night
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this is one hand clapping in the woods
the piano mourns dead brains and stiff fingers
put strings on my coffin and mourn the sun
save me a seat in the storm
pass the hospital and the playground
i met myself somewhere elsewhere nowhere you know
hear me outside hammering keys
dyslexic memories
dead angel in my bath
the radio doesn’t work too good anymore
watermusic fills her lungs
blue words for blue skin
static statues shallow in thought
watermusic fills her lungs
static statues shallow in thought
six zero seven
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