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• Artiste: Wednesday
• Titre: Turkey Vultures
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Turkey vultures gather in the yard Oh Lord With a face as blank as a shovel They're fired up about Jesus They're tired out of all the nature I wrap the heavy gauze around me I get unfocused, make me blurry I tether myself three feet from me I do not feel my ugly body We turn off all the heat and freeze at night And all the snow falls from the trees Just like a jockey from a novice horse My past, a mine field beneath me There's a sex shop off the highway With a biblical name Nana crashed the carpool On the way to my mom's birthday Snow didn't stick it never does The boat I feel so lonely in ends up to hold us all I cannot tell myself apart At night I don't count stars, I count the dark