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The Lyrics

THE
I a jet slowly scraping
Low and heavy across a sky of
I remember the angle of your
As it doubled
In the crack of fists across a
I the suck of boots in mud
Guttural, sexual, in clandestine woods

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at the river's edge
Below the bed
The smell of in your hair
the stinging nettles grow
And the lonely blow
I left you in a culvert

Ashes to ashes and to dust
Buildings and dreams dissolve into
Now all the flowers are turning
Cause the circus is to town
Cause the circus is to town

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I remember to cry out
But throat-stuck briars and stones
As your ruddy lips grew ruddier

THE
Step you now
We must keep our voices
The dogs of
close on the wind
Take face off, don't be shy
They can't hunt you with their
But surely they the scent of sin

Ashes to and dust to dust
Buildings and dreams dissolve into
Now all the flowers are turning
Cause the circus is coming to
the circus is coming to town

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I falling, falling back
Into that bed: a mesh of twigs
Deflowered like a virgin
In the ground swell of
Underneath deciduous canopy
up with jagged scaffolding
Is a train or thunder coming?
Is that a train or