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I don't care
"Take a chance", you said
Melt the coins in your pants
But make no sound for me my friend

Be calm in the wind
Tearing through town
A dog-less back
Is a lonely sound

The cold ground moans
Untold histories
It sings its birdsong
To me

A family sleeps
At the crease
They died by fire
But they felt no heat
I could wear
A jumper sewn
Out of the
Irony

We waste no time
Leaving in light
A different sun
Bakes the breeze tonight

My mind wanders
Alone
Let my body
Be aquatic

Burn us a road
Straight to the sea
Be my seatbelt
Baby

A family sleeps
At the crease
They died by fire
But they felt no heat
I could wear
A jumper sewn
Out of the
Irony

I could wear
A jumper sewn
Out of the
Irony

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