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[ti:Rose, 1956] |
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[ar:Waxahatchee] |
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[al:American Weekend] |
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Sharp hangover it is Christmas Eve |
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It fades and evaporates |
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Passing the trains and lakes and trees |
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Your breaths are short and urgent and it is unsettling |
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You got married when you were 15 |
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Now I hide out from telephone wires at Waxahatchee Creek |
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Your body weak from smoke and tar and subsequent disease |
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You got married when you were 15 |
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No miscalculation each other's only living means |
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Your arms wane thinner |
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Your legs surrender |
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Sunlight probing it is christmas eve |
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No stitch of shade we pass by lakes and big mimosa trees |
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Your breaths are short and urgent and it is unsettling |
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You got married when you were 15 |
