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• Artiste: Tigers on Trains
• Titre: You and Your Sainthood
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I once was wooden and bare a thin column holding up miles of air you draped your sister in silk and blamed me for your splitting head back when I was the wind rapidly shifting directions and you were the tree tops that rest calling out names of the angels and losing your voice I am a clashing of thought the pull of the earth on your feet in the swamp left hand of Heaven let me be bring the trouble out of this house where I sleep away from the beasts always complaining about me well that breaks my neck every night and rapidly dulls my reflection it's all that I need