Draw me a wise thin as blood
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And I watch it dance on a ballroom floor
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Send me peaches from afternoon
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I know horses that lie to be damned
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Baby I¡¯m blessed with a putty knife
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Trying to find a window in the painted sand, oh
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It¡¯s my duty to find you happy today
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Just as I¡¯m tearing your life away
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Caught around an avalanche
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Look at the snow discolored blanch
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I tried to lift you underneath an elm tree
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But you wanted to go back
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Painting all your treasures black
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You're Not Even Alive
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| Jandek |
