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Draw salt circles
Kiss your needles
Afraid I'll give you
What we want will bore us
All verse-chorus
Green light red light
I don't know
On doric legs
Tail to head, or the ouroborous won't flow
Only love, drunk isotope
Your burning hearth, your self-appointed silhouette
Said you dreamed him in a garden
Murmuring some tune like
Twenty-eight birds go along for a walk
Twenty-six birds tug the wheat from the stalk
Twenty-four birds on a line in the chalk
Twenty-two birds singing
Twenty-eight birds go along for a walk
Twenty-six birds tug the wheat from the stalk
Twenty-four birds on a line in the chalk
Twenty-two birds singing
On doric legs
Tail to head, or the ouroborous won't flow
Only love, drunk isotope
Your burning hearth, your self-appointed silhouette







