Broken Chairs lyrics
Broken Chairs your body conforms to
Out beyond the quieted garden You can bring the man form into trust Through the holes in my everydayness Lends sustenance where starvation's necessary Cause my brain's a dictionary Of long spring days and the speech of crows Who themselves are mirrors of apprehensions In the fallen sun Alright You can make it stay
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