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

Sticklers for fun
You oughta be ashamed to trade in heirlooms
For an all day black parades
For a grand prize, a in the face

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

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

Loons the skyline
While you sleep on
With your eyes open
I just kept pullin' on both feet
Someday together breathe, breathe

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

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

Roll in a nutshell
I know there's a to hell
The long drive is taking it's toll
We just need rest

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