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A song for Winter.

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The snow's drying up
Crisscrossed footsteps outside the bookshop
Coalesce to form a teardrop
Yet the quiet's still here

A season of rubbing hands
And kids in red and white striped bands
The coffee shop plays smooth Jazz
While we breathe in the mist

Where we're all the same in the haze
Covered white and locked away for days
We're harvesting fire
We're breathing fire

I shoot one out
In the backseat of a cab
The warmth of the hands
Split seams in drag

Live the other bout
The lines of a scab
Warmth of the sheet
Drip streams on rags

Where we're all the same in the haze
Covered white and locked away for days
We're harvesting fire
We're breathing fire

Maybe this is what it sounds like lost
Living in the silence of the afterthought
Not a breath, a touch or a drop
Stain the blank canvas atop the car lots

Where we're all the same in the haze
Covered white and locked away for days
We're harvesting fire
We're breathing fire

Hey, you're the clink of my drink
In the lights of the night
You caught me on the brink of a connecting flight
Windows frame our shadows for the falling white

Where we're all the same in the haze
Covered white and locked away for days
We're harvesting fire
We're breathing fire

Breathe the mist out
(See fire cast out)

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from Double the Body II: Rushed Two, released January 21, 2017
Big Town Wizard King - Music
John - Vocals, Lyrics, Mixing

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Slave Beaver Revolt Melbourne, Australia

Odd music for odd folks from odder folks.


Banjohmin:
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BTWK:
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John:
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