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• Artiste: Besides Daniel
• Titre: Ignatius
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There is ashtray at the corner of Highland and North Discarded remnants Maybe this is all the filters are for Took flight from the fingers of jaded drivers And sailed out their doors Perhaps I can bag them and sell them back to convenience stores Just wrap us up in your arms Let all this world die though we live We'll synchronize our alarms So everything is cohesive There is a creature sneaking a peak at my garbage at night He pushes over all of the barrels to see what's inside Perhaps one day I'll catch him in the act and he will be surprised He'll ask me to retreat back into my house and bid him goodnight Steeples are raised very high Little white lines slicing blue air They symbolize love crucified Reminds me of all that He chose to bear There is a tailor in my town who I sometimes see I ask him to help me, nothing fits right What does this mean? He stretches my arms out, measures my chest, and smiles graciously Oh, out with the tailor Is it my garments, or is it just me? I am the wheat of my Lord I will be ground by the teeth of beasts Made into flour or more Baked into bread for my love to eat