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spinning bottle points to my true love
so drink it down, drink it down
Ouija boards and candle light
But there's no ghosts here that I'm afraid of
Cheap wine and the hum of a lazy fat plane
Creeping across the night
We lie on our backs, head to head, by the old radar station
I have photographs of you
And your bedroom, my testimony
Youre still beautiful, and I'm still lonely
And on my own these days, I hope
You found your own place, and that things worked out
The way that you wanted
Tree's stretch up to the sky like dying men
In winter, but in summer its beautiful still
The sky threatens and looms
Pretty, Pacific and blue
I wont cry any whiskey tears
Over a girl like you
Anyway
All summer the air was full of radio
lawnmowers and motor bikes
And nobody loved me today
And nobody loved me yesterday
And I dont love anyone
at all.
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"Do not tell lies, and do not do what you hate,
for all things are plain in the sight of Heaven. For nothing
hidden will not become manifest, and nothing covered will remain
without being uncovered."
The Gospel of Thomas
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