Towing the line
I watched the host
Through the who and who have not
The
Of tired seascapes
Titled 'Adventure'
So my mind wanders
to cure the rot
Like a bird in a world with no trees
You in your disbelief
I know I'm a
Love is in the early mornings
In the
Not in the cuckolded ashes
Floating
Down here, I'll crow for you
Down here, I'll crow for you
Towing the line
I watched the host
And now I'm purring
For
Throwing stones at your window
as if it's simple
Why can't you be like the blackbird
And sing
I say I'm
So decadent and violent
Can't you see I'm a forager
Love is in the early mornings
In the
Not in the cuckolded ashes
Floating
Down here, I'll crow for you
Down here, I'll crow for you
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