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- Damien Jurado South 歌詞
- Damien Jurado
- Tom and I out on the hillside
Waving at planes and pulling our wrists
No girl of mine is gonna see me cry
Shed be better off seeing me dead
Tom and I cover our eyes and decide
To make our way out on the next passing bird
I found my solace in a plateau of nothingness
Floating like grass, indecisive
My body is a passing leaf
Dead as it hits the ground
Useless to natures need
Quite a sight not to see
Tom and I out on the hillside
Were both so insane and pushing our luck
You take New York and I will marry Lee
Lets see who comes back worse
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