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I think it is the hardest when |
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I see you look at her in a way |
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I thought was only meant for me --- inspired by me and my heart is black and heavy it is slags of |
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Merthyr Tydfil and it heaves once and then it sighs once and then there's nothing more so |
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I walk on through the marshes and my cheeks are burning white and my hood is your rejection and my pain is your connection and a bird |
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I don't recall called don't recall called don't recall and |
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I know you must be there because people stop to talk to you you don't need... and the wind howls cross the ice floes and the frozen furrows quicken as |
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I stumble to the tundra and the tundra is my lover and |
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I lie here and |
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I wait here and |
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I raise one arm unto the sky and if |
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I raise it high enough and hold it long enough will the snow pull me back through? and it's |
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Beddgelert and frozen dirt the snow a soothing, smoothing, soothing hand you don't need.... so |
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I ate a star from the far back, black sky and it floated up behind one eye and wavered there... |
