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Tom Verlaine - Coming Apart lyrics
(Verlaine) Cliff-hanging time Fingers and stone. Holding and holding hurts to the bone. It comes on the dark these ridiculous dreams I'm coming apart apart at the seams I'm coming apart I don't know what it means I choke on my voice it ain't the right words It's always the sound of something I heard Don't know if it's hard Don't know what redeems I'm coming apart There's too much to move and nothing to save. Oh, ain't it sweet back in the grave? It clutches my heart This yearning and dreams, I'm coming apart |
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