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Dec 14, 2010 20:05

Fly straight home. In the sparrows eyes you must be
The guise of what you know-the girl now knows me
Time to despise what you've sown-reap the empty
And in the morning's bones then you will know me

Sigh and break and love everything you're not
And in the waters wade, in the branches rot
In the coming moons, in the towns over sea
In the pain you won and then the pain you release

Turn back around. In the hallway lives you lead
The fingers wound. The girl now loves me
Reflection upside down- right the painting
And in the coyotes howl then you will know me
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