As the belltower blocks the summer light
All the seeds in our garden fight
To break and blossom, all to be adored
And look your skirt is torn
And there's blood on our sheets
Here comes the long arm of the law
Fist tight, banging on the door
And knocking me down on it's way in
And I let him in
As I pass out into a dream
Whooping cranes and wooden beams
Great white wings beating
In an attic, in a house, in the dead of night
Singing,
Oh, my Augustine, Augustine.
Oh, Is this forever, ever?
worms
weeds
wings
whooping
watering
fight
beams
cranes
curse
dream
comes
wooden
clear
bringing
adored
sweet
seeds
banging
blocks
garden
mother
augustine
forever
attic
knocking
summer
break
blood
nurse
cancer
loving
white
tonight
beating
should
night
change
brazen
getting
heavy
tight
blossom
house
singing
impossible
knees
leave
great
light
never
sheets
skirt
thinking
still
tears
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