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long ago i her skull
sunbleached and
slick-wet with diesel
we'll watch the midnight
painted the sky
bleeding butterflies
after from the mirror
(where the lead us)
woman shaking from her hair
i swear the wind sounded like spirits voicing all the things that them
(when were men)
the fire was an offering to the god
that runs through the bark of the trees, i
like the sky me
we won't to see it end
now lets not
that it been
(any way)
long and slow i her skull
and beautiful
slick-wet diesel fuel
we'll watch the movie
painted the sky
bleeding butterflies
older than you and me
to the whispering
whisper to the
the old grey and i
whisper to the sky
by the above us
we won't to see it end
now not pretend
that it been
(any way)
bleeding white
long and slow i her skull