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Mountains of
A grapevine in my ear, spots on the
While the gather to hear
the nests in my hands starve for rest

Sticklers for fun
You be ashamed to trade in your heirlooms
For an all day black market
For a grand prize, a slap in the

For you, bold faced covers your text
It must been winter

Still frame, no
Where do you get your
now, stay still, it takes a luminescent hue
The wood, the crest, that's weaved outside vest
Still frame, no

Loons light the
While you sleep on
With your eyes open
I just kept pullin' on both your
Someday we'll breathe, breathe

For you, bold faced type covers text
It must have winter

frame, no dice
Where do you get evidence?
Move now, still
It a luminescent hue
The wood, the crest, that's weaved outside your
Still frame, no

Roll in a nutshell
I there's a short-cut to hell
The long home is taking it's toll
We just some rest

frame, no dice
Where do you get evidence?
Move now, still
It takes a hue
The wood, the crest, weaved outside your vest
Still frame, no