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• Artiste: Sleeping Cranes
• Titre: Haha Chicago
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The sunlight scattered on the cold concrete As the water started churning in the clouds The cats were all a-grin with their finch feather fangs Under the crows nesting in the birdhouse Shaking rain from the fibers of my borrowed clothes Twisting tied arm days to end an age Watching fungus grow over bagged baby pines Spewing white onto my yellowed page Like a bat to the breadth of an acid soaked spine I held her hand down an empty interstate Offering "haha, Chicago" to a lonesome night Striking matches over ashes for a flame Coming down with a stranger on an air mattress All the bedsheets blooming in the dark Sprawled in a puddle of self lament Heaving ocean water up from my gut On my back pointing fingers at the passing crowd Waiting for someone to make me clean 'Cause today is a woman with a wedding ring And tomorrow's just a girl kicking morning off the hotel sheets