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Secrets

Lyrics

P Piano someone file these old claws
Like the joint my eyes glazed in Memoriam
Process this dried up form no organic waste for me
I am Sloan castle stone with my secrets
Fill my forms in absence of my pork splattered pen
I shall wait for the bus it will carry me home
Though you know I was young when the cold window closed
I am cold still in age with my secrets

Though my feet are entrenched in a thick coat of dust
I shall walk these four miles while the sun sets
My descendants will say I'm to blame for their ills

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Album - Track 10

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