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Lindsay Cooper - Who Knows? lyrics
I have run the length of breathless words Kicked a preposition like a pebble out of sight Reflavoured nouns to taste Stumbled into thorny sentences Run round paragraphs Of repeated thoughts All leading To the same full stop I see that Paradise depends upon The work of those excluded from Such pleasantries as words and wealth And leaning on your gate dear lord I see the metaphor reprints the pattern Of your map that I was given. So perched upon your fence dear god We’re glad we brought the wire aitters. |
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