The Mistress Witch From McClure

Feb 07, 2007 00:56

"And the winter moves about, Illinois... When my sister picks a fight with the Alexander boy, and my father locks the car, by the store. Still we figure out the keys, and follow him once more. Oh my God, we see it on the floor, the woman on the bed, the ankle brace she wore... Stones and sled, it could have been some other, the mind that knows itself has a mind to serve the other, but we run back, scratching at the door... scratching at the door..."

-sufjan stevens
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