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tunnels all the way
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I can tell we've reached the ocean or damn near i smell the tides fertile trail and only words pass scarcely scratching the surface you know just takes the wind to blow we're on our way back and through tunnels all the way and you can only see a rear view of Chesapeake Bay the gift shop air is bright and frigid and plastic on a chain we are two birds and i'll remember happiness in your warm face and smile believe it or not we're on our way back and through a week's long last chance and you can only see a rear view of Chesapeake Bay.
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heaven
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Heaven released me today hell i've been there before lord it don't matter anyway most of the time it's the wait such bad magazines all the faces have smeared away and if you could melt before me then you would believe that heaven"s just filled with heartache anyway.
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Close to my house there's a boarded up buffet that housed a well dressed midday rush on sundays starch oxfords picked out their own steaks avoided pizza that was made for the kids while wearing bowties and frilly lace they'd count the days to come here again after they've been saved move over dear i said i need my space you see i've got and extra plate of spare ribs ties tucked into shirts blazers open wide the echoed slams of sliding doors from Aerostars and Caravans walk the trail blazed over by penny loafers and uncomfy high heels.
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Your hair braided perfect symmetry while mines in knots the store on the way to mary's house seemed like a zoo controlled burns and we sat and we drank our bright orange nehis set a course for the shore and we said our goodbyes to Supply, NC somewhere between Wilmington and Chester we got lost you slept past the super saver signs for Myrtle Beach heater blasting and i sat and i thought how a year had gone by while here comes my girl braided into the sunrise oh Tom Petty why are you dead on most of the time?
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I say we don't know who we are Sean says that's why we drink all of the curtains drawn been here a week the sauce plant trickles freezing rain we go out just the same my power steerings out through puddles of heritage and lineage and bloodlines too and i suppose i'll wake up here tomorrow and i surmise we'll never travel time which mistakes would you undo so many lives for us to choose.
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Dodgy Art Columbia, South Carolina
Dodgy Art is, loosely, a collective of musicians, playwrights, visual artists, and filmmakers based in Columbia, SC.
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