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[ti:Spirit Ditch] |
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[ar:Sparklehorse] |
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[al:Chest Full Of Dying Hawks ('95 - '01)] |
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I want my records back |
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And that motorcycle gas tank |
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That I, spraypainted black |
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The owls have been talking to me |
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But I'm sworn to secrecy |
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I woke up in |
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A burnt out basement |
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Sleeping with |
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Metal hands |
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In a spirit ditch |
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The moon it will rise with such |
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Horse laughter |
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It's dragging pianos to the ocean |
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If I had a home |
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You'd know it'd be |
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In a slide trombone |
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I woke up in |
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A burnt out basement |
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Sleeping with |
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Metal hands |
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In a spirit ditch |
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(mum on answerphone interlude) |
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I woke up in |
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A burnt out basement |
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Sleeping with |
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Metal hands |
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In a spirit ditch |