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From The Passion Pit

All of these bones
They moan, and say to lie and rest down here-
While all around me is
Calling.
All that I know
As long as I last I know I won't-
I won't- let them destroy
These things.

Roll down on a wheel:
I'll bare the weight of stars and sleep on my back-
I won't let them destroy
These wings.
Empty as I feel,
I'll burn down the tracks and muddy
The streets with
These dreams.




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